Sometimes my thoughts exist in your country,
A place, perhaps, too harsh for yellow flowers.
My whisper travels across continents
Distance is blue, to whom it may concern.
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excellent complex metaphor: ''The blinding sun of your reality'' and excellent abstract poem 10/10
Sandra Fowler embroiders silken images of autumn's romance on the sunset canvas of the soul. CP
Distance is blue....the beautiful Cuillin Mountains on The Isle of Skye are always blue...and distance can make you feel blue. What a beautiful, expressive and thought provoking poem. Thank you for sharing it!
A tear or two, my friend, to mist your eyes. No need to reply with an aerogramme. You sent your soul in poems long ago. I think old verse speaks loud for loveliness. Oh isn't this so wonderful, Sandra; just wrote you that I did not find any new poems on your page and that I would read the old ones and that it would be just as wonderful. Now I'm blessed with this adorable piece that speaks loudly my thoughts, and better still. I'm so happy I found this and read it. it is a special gift to me, Sandra. Mine will be the 30th score of 10. mark
It casts its magic light on ancient roofs. wow, every line is a poem in itself. wonderful lines, magical words, beautiful poem.
A beautiful piece of writing, economical and precise in its careful choice of words and images.
IT SEEMS DISTANCE IS BLUE, IT SEEMS DISTANCE ALWAYS BECOMES GOOD, IT SEEMS DISTANCE ALWAYS GIVES OUR SATISFACTION, IT SEEMS DISTANCE IS OUR DREAMS. IT SEEMS DISTANCE IS FULL OF HOPE, IT SEEMS DISTACE GIVES US THE MEANING OF LIVING. IT SEEMS DISTANCE HAS SOME MEANING, IT SEEMS DISTANCE SOOTHES OUR SUFFERING.
Often your thoughts exist in my country and it is as well they do. What a wonderful piece of writing this is. As I read it I felt somehow in touch with that something that has always been but is nearly impossible to describe. Yet you go close and that is magnificent so thank you for visiting my country now maybe the yellow flowers will bloom here.
Excellent penning Sandra, it's such rich with thought...tenderly written with a natural flow that oozes loveliness 10+++
A tear or two, my friend, to mist your eyes. No need to reply with an aerogramme. You sent your soul in poems long ago. I think old verse speaks loud for loveliness. Wow is the word..............its amazing, how you write....
Each and every word in this work is beautiful, gentle, and true to its meaning. A gentle poem written by a gentle poetess. Rated 10/10.
'The blinding sun of your reality Cannot obscure the frail frost of the moon. It casts its magic light on ancient roofs. There is no language foreign to its form' Your poetry is incredibly in touch with your heart. Admiringly, Ally x
'You sent your soul in poems long ago. I think old verse speaks loud for loveliness' Yeah lovely poems can speaks a lot...can even send your life blood imrpinted on it..when we rite infact it's the love that flows through our quills...i mean pen...or keybord...something electronic can ooze somethoing very lovely as this great rite..10++
Glad to see your poems still refreshing this page. Distance is blue..excellent voice of nature. Nature speaks so. Nostalgic.