Dark Mountains Comments

Sandra, it's a fantastic poem. Your poetry flows like a murmuring river. Top score! !

You have everything in your hands.To hold darkness is can be gratifying.

You can't live in West Virginia and not gravitate towards 'Dark Mountains'

Only in spirit and awe can we face up to greatness and adore.Your poem echo's thoughts I had during climb's when the mind alsoventures into the realm above. Wonderful and spectacular

Sandra, everything I read of yours, seems to strike a longing chord. Dark mountains are but a memory, 'though they will always be the flag of freedom that calls me home. Take care, and stay inspired! :) N

Wonderful use of imagery Sandra, a really outstanding poem. Best wishes, Andrew

This is beautiful Sandra… we might not know what our place or role is in this universe but the fact that we’re here is something we shouldn’t take for granted…..

Wonderful Sandra, very powerful indeed, it captures humanity to a T. We are tiny little beings compared to this massive universe. Profound Sandra, love it. Melvina

Very powerful. Bill Grace

An impressive and beautiful poem! I especially love the second stanza. It makes one feel the enormity of the night and the mountain and our yearning to be a part of it all!

Sandra, you capture the awe of your mountains and the wonder of your humanity and hold them together between the width of your hands. I enjoy picking one of your poems at random - almost like a lucky dip - and unwrapping it. I have yet to be disappointed in the prize. Your images stay, like the after taste of good wine. love, Allie xxxx

what a write, just beautiful i can picture all of this in my mind, what a sight to see.

Selected at random from your collection. what an absolute beauty - really enjoyed the feeling it engenders. Patrick xx

We are so small against the majesty of nature, but you are right: we belong so long as we love and cherish this gift. In spirit, we are not so small after all.

Sandra, visual, spiritual and beautiful. The images in the second stanza spoke such purity: 'Hands clasp to lift a measure of that height. The gesture is as fragile as a kite Against the massive, polarizing night.' I'm adding this to my favourites - definitely one to savour. Warmest wishes, Justine

Very, very powerful! ! Robert

'And yet, my friend, I am content to be A little part of that entirety. All space my hands can hold belongs to me.' Oh! ! ! ! Sandra, I am going to read all your poems. So beautiful and meaningful. Anjana

this was beautiful Sandra.. the last line says it all and it is so powerful as your two hands when the world is placed on them.. well done! HBH

You embrace the cosmos - in your hands. A heartwarming poem, filled with joy. The imagery is truly wonderful. The reader is invited to embrace his own place in the scheme of things, while recognising the vast tapestry of the universe. Thank you, Sandra. A beautiful affirmation.

dear sandra, your poem is always very intriguing. i am slowly learning to get a grasp of their inner meanings. great mind.