Cloud Tree Comments

Expansive imagination and wonderful imagery nicely portrayed! I learned some new words, both from the poem and the comments, that will enrich my vocabulary. 'the bluest of eyes that finally saw me the way I ached to see myself' - the best part of the poem, the icing on the delicious cake!

To rip the seams open inside music watching the greys spill out....that is so awesomely cool! ! ! I have written several poems of music being a guitarist myself, forgive me but I am jealous I didn't think of that, you found music in your cloud tree and this is a very unique poem..now on my favorites list...be proud!

Hey, Jette. On this one I noted and took pleasure in the phrase “cumulus pillow.” Then read the words without “getting” them (perhaps because I’m a guy) until I got to the last two lines. In my life I am indebted to the girls, the women, who loved me when I didn’t love myself, who helped to accept myself. Glen

Pretty, hardly does justice to this lovely piece, but it is the very fort thing came to mind. Your words, a riverly flow. Excellent.

WOW! ! WOW! A friend of mine at PH who lives in Ireland awards some poems a DOUBLE WOW. For me this is one of them. I love your control of language because its precision allows my imagination to fly untrammeled. (It's analogous to a comic who doesn't laugh at his own jokes, freeing his audience to laugh.) This is a Poem of Self Recognition (that 's a term by Northrop Frye to identify the essential Romantic Age poem) . Your speaker has to undergo changes and trek several (probably interior) journeys to reach this awareness of who she is. I interpret her final statement as a provisional self image. She will continue to shape and hone it because there is so much plenitude within her soul.

Perception of nature and life is very brilliantly presented in this cleverly penned poem. An amazing sharing is done here really.10