Friday, May 2, 2008

Empty Chairs Comments

Rating: 3.9

A large willow tree
Still budding
With small leaves
Taking in warmth
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Howard Johnson
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Adeline Foster 11 June 2012

Interesting format but, yes, very restful and nostalgic. Read mine - Forgotten Old Cabin - Adeline

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Thanks for sharing, dear Howard Johnson. A poem of a gentle loneliness, a descent attitude, of enjoying the small and precious things and facts of life (it talks with my poem THE WINDOW) . Well structured, well done. I give it 9++. Joseph Josephides Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) Int.Lib.Poetry awarded

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Hana K 22 September 2008

God loves patient people. And He let me read this beautiful poem of yours after went through those brain-killing tests! Your poem makes my day beautiful! Thanks for offering

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Leah Dsouza 05 September 2008

your creativity shows even if u hide it.

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Ashley Guthrie 19 July 2008

ur poem was very descriptive but i couldnt understand half of it

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Rayne Downe 05 June 2008

Very serene. Descriptions are good. Creativity bursts from all angles of this poem, there was a bit of a digression towards the end but that always helps the structure and the element of surprise.

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Jolenish Fiber 25 May 2008

jeesh, do you really need another comment! wow. very simple, good description with the 'bleeding rust' and such. serene.

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Shani Bogamuwa 24 May 2008

I'm not sure what it's about (pardon me and my slowness) but I love your poem when I read it I get a sense of memories and such beautiful description. It's like slowly zooming out from the tree leaves to the entire good transition Thank you for sharing you poem with me

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Original Unknown Girl 22 May 2008

Beautiful imagery here Howard. Really enjoyed. Your biog resonates too.. HG: -) xx

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Vidi Writes 15 May 2008

The tree, ever budding Variety of ways of sensing. From Birth, till end Becomes a cause for a blend. An endless pursuit To one, who has his thirst. Ever offering cocktail Even at the hour of sole. All it needs to bear Is that empty chair. Its all about that love Enjoyed, Thank you.

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i could actually picture what you were saying. well done.

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Lisa Engleman 14 May 2008

I like that was nice

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Lisa Engleman 14 May 2008

I like that was nice

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Osvaldo Roman 10 May 2008

A beautiful write to me it seems that a sense of purity has been altered. I enjoyed the use of imagery and very lyrical -Osvaldo

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Alex Rios 09 May 2008

It's really good! I give it a 10! ! -Panda

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Jane Doe 09 May 2008

It's good...really good. I usually hate poems like this...but I don't know what it is about yours...But I really like it...=P

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Triin Kann 08 May 2008

this poem is like a gentle breeze... there must be a place like that somewhere... just brilliant

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Chellie Font 08 May 2008

brilliant use of imagery...

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Diane Violet 08 May 2008

Wow, I could picture everything perfectly through your words! Most excellent Howard!

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Leslie Schroeder 07 May 2008

Amazing. You have a great imagination, insight into what was really in your mind is completely clear. I can see it all, in my head. Wonderful.

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