Tuesday, August 25, 2009

By The Second Line Comments

Rating: 4.9

The drawing came back
Like a second line of a poem
My throat grew tight, chills
ran down my spine
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Sonya Florentino
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Lillian Thomas 08 November 2009

very very nice Sonya, I like it much better than the original Spellbound, esp. the ending it very strong. My favorite lines are the last two, though there are several others in a close second: 'My eyes ripple life... my smile Widening like the sky'

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Lorenzo Costigliolo 28 October 2009

interesting concept that inspiration transcends media - as one view becoming the personification of another - how music can inspire words, pictures inspire music (as in Moussorsky) and people inspire art (Mona Lisa) . Opens up old avenues of expression for new exploration.

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 18 October 2009

the imagery is class..a very good write sonya

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Reshma Ramesh 17 September 2009

beautiful................

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Ency Bearis 05 September 2009

a wonderful allegory poem....well written....10

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Sandra Martyres 04 September 2009

Artistically portrayed poemwith vivid pictures - a very good write Sonya

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Smiley Hooker 02 September 2009

This is so wonderful and thoughts provoking, my friend! sends chill to my spine also...unexpected things happened sometimes and I believe they do on purpose. hugs & kisses, Smiley

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Varanasi Ramabrahmam 01 September 2009

A fine scenery of the mind.

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nomad omnia 31 August 2009

This is one of your best, Sonya. I agree - exceptional work. N

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Sarwar Chowdhury 31 August 2009

me, too, spellbound reading this fine poem! imgeries are WOW! 10+

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Sandra Fowler 30 August 2009

Who would not be spellbound by such luminous imagery? A poem painting of rare beauty. Exceptional, Sonya. Love, SandraX

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R. H. Peat 30 August 2009

Nice write Sonya I almost feel this part I've cut ought to be your closure however. It could be dropped on the end of the poem and just let the space close in between. I think it would still be very readable and understandable without changing any words at all. Just a thought. A painting in verse mirror a picture in words Interchangeable the vision mine and hers One and the same both recognizing that face without name A poet friend RH Peat

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Frank Lambert 30 August 2009

Hi Sonya, You've captured the moment with your words here and created a beautiful verse that made me want to read it again, and some more... Nice write. Frank

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Laurie Hill 29 August 2009

Lovely thoughts and images are caused by your words.............

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Susan Jarvis 29 August 2009

Sonya, this poem is truly beautiful and all of the wonderful comments reflect this. All I can add is that these words caught my eye and captured my heart: 'Her deft hands and inner eye /capturing dream and reality / the transparent duality'. This poem is a superb and admirable creation! S :)

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Lillian Thomas 28 August 2009

What a beautiful poem, Sonya! Every line rings true with imagery and word choices that match the mood. not a word out of place, not a syllable too much. Nothing overstated. This is certainly one of your best!

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Alison Cassidy 27 August 2009

Epiphany penned with paint. A beautiful expression of the non-duality of all things in life and art. Your final line: '...my smile widening like the sky.' is particularly memorable. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Rakesh Bedi 25 August 2009

Yes, dear sonya; all are capable of embracing sky and covering earth in one step!

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Patti Masterman 25 August 2009

This is something. You have captured it so elegantly with your words. Love the reference to the third eye. I like to look for that in poems. (smile)

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Sonya Florentino

Manila, Philippines (residing NYC)
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