A Taste Of Going Comments

Nostalgia and sadness, beautiful words from begining to end - another treasure

Your poems would be enjoyed and understood by one unfamiliar with the English language - such is the musicality of your verse. You play your words like a master musician and lift the spirit of the reader with the glorious sound. Another poetic prelude to treasure. love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Typo period in line 6, I think. Love the last line which I consider a statement of noetic theology being the spiritual but not necessarily the religious. Bill Grace

How beautiful! Existence and human love are woven into one subtle, lovely tapestry. It seems to me, time is a shadow, spilling and reaching over all!

Very nostalgic...and I love the title. You certainly have captured the 'Taste Of Going' with your lovely wording of sentimental thoughts. It's sad but beautiful all at the same time.

'The glamour of the sun on old tin roofs' Nostalgia, I love that. You do have a way with words Sandra, your work is precious to say the least.--Melvina--

I love the way your poems engage the senses and draw the reader back to specific places, people, past experiences, or revelations in time. Your poetry is grounded. I like that. I love the line 'The taste of going is the taste of wine.' This is a thought provoking poem. Great write!

Sandra, your poetry always leaves a wonderful aftertaste... great, as usual! Brian

a great write, a piece of art.

Truly evocative of the sense of this life slipping away. Sharpening of senses, the sweetening of all its flavours. Top quality writing.

A great artist at work, well penned. Thankyu Sandra--Melvina--

Hi Sandra Loved this one... as you know I favor short verse, and this one really appeals to me. All my Best CJ

Light and shade personnified...the true artist's touch :) Fine work. Best wishes :) Jack.

A beautiful landscape of life observed in the patterns of light and shadow.

Beautiful words spoken Sandra. May the sun shine on you. x0x

Home is, perhaps, always westward. 'The glamor of the sun on old tin roofs' leads on to the evening - autumn? - vision. This is an admirable blend of imagery, mood, alliteration, consonance, and rhyme - and heart. A draught of Hippocrene nectar, indeed. - Will

A nice write. What would we all do without the glamour of the Sun. Charles Garcia

A wonderfully observed piece Sandra, the images convey the longing of the heart. Warmest wishes, Justine

Sandra this is just wonderful to read your poetry always makes me feel good, the way you you bled your words is an art on its own great poem cheers Sylvie

I've tasted bitter wine of going but I'm always happy when your poems are coming! ! I always admire your beautiful landscapes of sad longing.