Wednesday, March 18, 2009

A Wisp Of Smoke Comments

Rating: 5.0

The moon falls March white on old sycamores,
As good-bye as the glitter of a tear.
Warmth is a word too fragile to be said,
Love fey blue as a wisp of winter smoke.
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Sandra Fowler
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nomad omnia 02 August 2009

No two-ways about it - this is genius. N

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Catrina Heart 31 May 2009

wonderful imagery......richly poetic words!

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Blue Eyes 10 April 2009

wow, this poem is amazing i really like it.

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Surayya Abbas 09 April 2009

a beautifull creation. lovely style

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T McH 05 April 2009

S, you are a poetic genius. I don't know why, but this brings tears to my eyes. Really so. And in the 'I don't know why' lies your genius, I guess. t x

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C. P. Sharma 02 April 2009

Sandra, Your at your best in imagery and rhytm in your successive poems. Your soul speaks through them and I feel exorted when I read them. With chage in season the birds migrate, Bid adieu to chill, find spring to celebrate. In life seasons come and go, Life bird to them doesn't bow. Why we be the victim of Time! Why not enjoy the eternal rhyme! Ever your friend, CP

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Luis Gil 28 March 2009

There are many more poems to be written, Sandra. Glamor and warmth are 'misused' words and you know their meaning, Sandra. Shine on.

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Alison Cassidy 27 March 2009

There is such delicacy in this piece, Sandra - translucent is the word that comes to mind. You take an ordinary picture and imbue it with such subtlety and finesse, it becomes extraordinary. But then your work is always extraordinary and timeless in its power to enchant this reader. Love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Wojja Fink 27 March 2009

warmth is a word to fragile to be said...almost to beautiful so..warmest thanks for sharing....John

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Andrew Blakemore 26 March 2009

A beautifully written piece Sandra, the first line is truly fantastic, wonderful imagery. Best wishes, Andrew x

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Wendy Bureau 25 March 2009

Imagery at it's finest! ! Wonderfully brilliant.. constructive critism? ? I have none.. Write on! My 10 Wendy

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premji premji 25 March 2009

what a powerful poem......i just can't imagine the glitter of a tear!

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Pablo Cruise 24 March 2009

'The moon falls March white on old sycamores' Brilliant words. I love this, Sandra

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Bob Blackwell 21 March 2009

Lovely word play, I see a goodbye with a promise of whats to come. beautiful poetry as usual. Bob xx

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Will Barber 20 March 2009

Most beautiful, and fragile imagery, Sandra. 'As good-bye as the glitter of a tear' is a striking and inventive use of language, but the poem moves from strength to strength. The last two lines might bring the glitter of a tear, indeed. - Will

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I smiled when I read it, IT made me happy.

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Dr Hitesh Sheth 20 March 2009

Your are master in creating an ambience of particular season.......Great Write.10+++

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Lynda Robson 20 March 2009

A beautiful poem Sandra, you are truly gifted, your words sing sweetly, 10 Lynda xx

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Catrina Heart 20 March 2009

clasp of hand, the fleeting mood, the promise of not closing the eyes...wow! such soft and loving poetic pictorial here Sandra...great write...10

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Raveendran . 20 March 2009

The otherworldly quality of the your imagery is well matched by its earthly counterpart.

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