How well you speak the language of the rain.
Your mood plays back to me on dusk's blue horn.
Light is unstable as a candleflame,
A thread of being subject to the wind.
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LET THIS POEM OUTLIVE LIFE'S FLICKERING FLAME, BLAZING LIKE THE SUN'S UNDYING FLAME! 10 + -Raj
A gentle landscape as only you can paint Sandra - perfection in chosing the right words each time. Captivating
How beautiful your capture of the fragility and the impermanence “unstable as a candle flame…subject to the wind”.... “at the nadir of the failing sun”....
Line 6 I think is the power line in this poem. Bleswsings, Bill Grace
I tried to pick ou the best line but one is as good as the other. What do we say when confronted with such artistry. I know only one way whicn, I think, is the most appropriate and eloquent: SILENCE. I therefore offer up my silence to this enthralling piece of communication. Take care
You are a true impressionist! I'm captivated by your mind's landscape.
your depth...your gentleness... a poetry words autumn wise.... A dusk's blue horn playing...... Leaving impressions ..... visible foot prints on sands of time .......................a new era's dawn! Malini kadir
the thoughts that come from your mind and heart is a fine thing, and what you see through your eyes did this poem justice.
Structure, imagery and message all of the highest order, woven through with the perceptions of wise age.
Your poem is an holistic feast of images sounds, smells and the softest touch, enriched with a spiritual core 'thread of being' and 'a shadow of more worth than breath'. Love the use of iambic pentameter without the usual rhyme. I might even have a go myself... Fondly, Allie xxxx
A truly beautiful piece of art, wonderful imagry penned here.-Melvina-
As everyone, I see, has been saying, you have a subtle and refined, musical mind. I think it was just an oversight that I'd missed your poems, and, as I go through the Comments about my own, sending a New Year''s Greeting and poem to each one, I wanted to be sure I hadn't missed reading anyone's work. I'll be back to read more of yours, Max
beautiful and very very descriptive with such glorious flow in your poetry, , , , blessings to you and yours...Cecil
An imagery worth for the treasure... you have truly painted an amazing picture with words! This is a very touching piece, Sandra! ! !
It's wonderful, Sandra. It's really amazing. The mood here fits perfectly the current autumn days. Best wishes. Jolanta
Awestriking Imagework, my dear..I like this piece a lot, Sandra....I keep missing ya', cuz my business has become quite time consuming, & my creative outlet continues to diminish(PH) ....Nice Write'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
A truly elegant and profound work, Sandra. You have a great gift of expressing complex feelings through concrete images. The last line simply overwhelms the reader. - - Will
The first two lines are suggestive of sadness and despair, the next two of the fragility of life. The nadir of the failing sun; autumn days and the narrator's time growing senescent. The dying leaves and smoke symbolising impermanence, and the final line's eerieness sustain that mortality, but an unlying spirituality pervades. And yet another example of iambic pentameter only in non-rhymed fashion. Another glorious effort, Sandra. GWG
As we breathe, we really feel the warmth of your lines. And this 'Thread of Being' is a lovely musical piece, Sandra. Thank you so much.