Autumn Friends Comments

If one could bridge the distance with a word, A journey would become a pilgrimage. Your poetic journey is becoming a pilgrimage, Sandra. Regards Naseer

I am not one for flowery language, but your words are beautiful.

# If one could bridge the distance with a word, A journey would become a pilgrimage........... A grand opening Sandra - philosohical and dubbed in reverence for words and poetry...lovely phrase, dont blame me if you find it used in my poems someday... # Simile and metaphor must be our bond Until autumn blows one of us away.............this streakes out of life and the experiences that we have...great lines constructed out of simple words here...amazing work.... # Our..................... My little leaf says thank you every day. It comforts me to know it traveled safe ..........the last stanza is full of love, sensibility, passion, imagination and human bonding....each word of this poem sparkles....great poem indeed...

if one could bridge the distance with a word, A journey would become a pilgrimage reading your verses is like a pilgrimage itself, for it touches the deepest core of my being, uplifts and fills with reverence. love and regards Mamta

What else can I say... its as lovely as ever.

What a welcome moment this poem about writing and poetry made for me this morning. I am delighted by it. Please try my poem Host, which is also about writing poetry but from a different angle. Val

This is a beautiful poem, a privilege to read, dear friend. I only wish that I had words to adequately praise your verse. Each leaf of your elegant writing contains a world. I am sure that friendship outlives the body, and transcends the physical world. Thank you for this tender poem. It goes straight to my heart. - Will

Wow what a beauty, felt I was floating on a magic carpet of a leaf and was floating round the forest watching you and then you was gone with the autumn wind, , , , , , luvli stuff what are friends for++++10 regards

Poetry is like words written on the tablets of the wind and it flows on the gust of mushroomy patterns of wind. Only a sensible, poigent and friend like critic can grasp and conceive the depth and beauty of the versification. The first stanza is really very elegant and indeed the journey of words is like a pilgrimage. The streamline flow of your poetic themes is again very apparent from this gem like poem, Sandra. Best Regards Naseer

There is something quite sacred about this poem, Sandra. The first couplet sets the mood of pilgrimage and leaf fall and the leaf becomes a poignant metaphor for a long and far away friendship - 'My leaf has found a home upon your coat.' A sublime tribute from one poet friend to another. 'Until autumn blows one of us away' certainly brought a lump to my throat. Love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

wonderfully written. your words are superb and you portray such beauty in your imagery. pal kumar ray, from all poetry, referred me to you. said we write similar. I dnt have any poems on here, but I do at all poetry under mistress leala. anywho, I really enjoyed reading this particular one and will be reading more in the future. magnificent write.

Your thoughts spoke for us. Friends and good poetry remain even when season's changed. Wonderful indeed! : -)

Very very pretty poem. Loved the sills with fallen stars. You always paint such gorgeous pictures with your words Sandra. HG: -) xx

I have to say Autumn Friends is a great piece of poetry. Every line is in place and you do know the value of spelling. This one I do appreciate. Adeline

Out of this world Sandra, everything about this superb written poem is dazzling....brilliant show of your wonderful talent....10++++

a great poem once again from you ma'm.....truly brilliant...10

****************** WONDERFUL ****************** Thankyou Sandra Love duncan X

A beautifully written piece of work Sandra, you have bridged the distance to each and every heart. Love, Andrew x

a great poet is born and her words are carried by the winds to all our homes...

If one could bridge the distance with a word, A journey would become a pilgrimage . Elegant letters slant across the page. My leaf has found a home upon your coat.............. .grin riffles by the green leaf sways breeze when whispers.............oh what a kind of bliss by words of love, as we remember star luminous, most ingenious write of unique genre seeming a luscious glow in leaf of passion, heart awes by letter from a known by crowd, yet we trudge through journey by joy and sorrow heaved in light and shadow oscillating,10++++, thanks for sharing