Appalachian Gray Comments

Hi Sandra - West Virginia - Almost Heaven! Once again the beauty of the Appalachians comes through in ourr poem. How do we find words to describe the DUSK - the most sensuous part of any day - the SPRING - The Princess of Seasons - April - the Month of anticipation and Easter and the beautiful - beautiful Appalacians. The trillium is a beautiful flower the contrast of white and deep green delicate but full of expression 'Beyond the will to speak'. The Appalachian landscape really does flicker - but the 'GRAY COAT' the mantle of olf feelings introduces melancholy into magic. We have all experienced 'Frozen Tears' and the 'Inner Cry' pesonified by 'Fading Light' and 'Soundless Music'. I sense an unresolved dilemma - but this is such a mystical poem that it has a different message for each reader. This isn't poetry it sorcery. Sandra your language is a gormet feast - excellent I score it 10 x 10 - perfection. Love in Poetry - JOHN.

Friend, frozen tears of trees mirror the sky Within the confines of their inner cry. these lines make me closer and closer to nature

Again you speak of the sound of Appalachia. GW62

Nice, very nice. Bill Grace

Not only is this incredibly picturesque, but you have given it almost every kind of relevant depth imaginable - it isn't just an artistically and euphoniously recreated scene, it is a lived experience with all that implies to the sensitive and intelligent mind. Outstanding lyrical writing. A stunningly beautiful poem. jim xx

Lovely - just tell me more - I cannot decipher your code - a great read! Kind regards, Margaret Alice.

Sandra there is a kind of peace in this poem i like it take care, Roy.

It's a real pleasure to read this poem. I agree that it can be read many a time and it will still be wonderful. I am wondering where you find such beautiful landscapes. Besides, I suspect that you are a musician because I could hear music in your poems. Perhaps you are a painter also for I could see colors in your stanzas. Well, you are a very talented person, Sandra. Best wishes for the spring :) Jolanta

You know, I've read your poem over 3 times, and each time I find some new unexpected beauty in it.

Hi Sandra Where is this beautiful place, this place you describe sounds just perfect just like the tender words that you have written, but all your poetry is so beautiful what more can I say ecept it's a grand 10 again Cheers Sylvie

A perfect blend of image, feeling - and yes, music. A poignant glimpse of a moment of appreciation of the present, informed by memory.

Sandra thankyou...... Love, D.xxx

You are the supreme jeweller of the site. Your poems show the reader the intrinsic beauty of life, even at its saddest and most melancholic. Love the soft gray tone of this one and your final line 'Music is pictured, though no sound need be.' Wonderful poetry Sandra. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxx

The imagery and immense tenderness in this poem is amazing, flickering candlight of landscapes indeed! ! Rain that washes away the wintery barren dispair brings in spring! 'It weeps in my heart as it rains on the town' Paul Verlaine from Songs Forgotten

Dreams of yesterday, old yet new, with our friends your and mine. we dance the dance of time. Good night.

a very well done piece of wonderful poetry. the images that you portrayed in this poem was without words to describe.

I think the shades of twilight fit your poetic voice. Hand in glove. Sunsets in West Virginia I remember...... Take good care, dear Sandra Luis Gil de la Puente

You make grey so appealing - wonderful imagery - love these two lines in particular: 'The landscape flickers like a candleflame -Friend, frozen tears of trees mirror the sky' The beauty of dusk, your words paint a picture and make music at the same time. Stunning Sandra. Justine

Beautiful images in the silence of dusk...music heard through my minds eyes brought forth by your creative words! Lovely Sandra..........All the best, Diane

Musique to my imaged hearing...A Remrandt flecked onto a canvass of words Thats what this work of yours...Speaks of, unto me...Solid Penning! ~ F. j. R. ~