Evening Flight Comments

How beautiful your imagery across these lines! You are a true architect of life, mastering the power of words and feelings, emotions. I also feel 'the shelter of your...powerful hand.' Warmest regards, Maria

poetry falls like snowflakes..........

Imagery outstanding and words superb - final lines made me tremble...well done Sandra - again and again

Dear Sandra, Very especial, internal the secret is carried by these evening flight.. 10.... All the best, Tsira

Your poems are always based in reality, and your reality is so hauntingly beautiful!

I see the art of Monet in this poem, Sandra and hear Vaughan Williams 'Lark Ascending'. The subtlety of of colour, the softness of the brush the eloquence of the orchestration. You offer the reader melancholy and hope in equal measure - beautifully balanced poem. love, Allie xxxx

Sandra, I read one of the top love poems on the Poemhunter face page and feel this poem touches me more and takes me deeper in understanding than the lines of Naruda or whoever I was reading. P.O.E.T. Bill Grace

A beautiful serene nocturnal landscape underscored by unseen human love. Masterfully composed music. Robert

I really like the metaphors within this poem, it flows very nicely. Also the imagery within it is beautiful, I love it. Sincerely Nickie x x m

beautiful! poem, I loved the thoughts it evoked in my mind, especially the imagery I loved it

Aapke Talent Ko salaam. This poem looks simple but has so much meaning to it....loved your choice of words that associate with colours :) Preets

Wow; so much packed in a short poem. Very nice, indeed. R K

Sandra This is so very very beautiful... best Cecil

This is one poem that enables the reader to let their minds fly and soar, interpreting it as they will - I love the way it is both complex and simple and demands more than one read to fully absorb the richness of the imagery created. Warmest wishes, Justine.

sandra, many of your poems are very challenging to read.

Blending an abstract with a concrete is a difficult job, which an artist only can do perfectly with his or her high sense of imagination. The lemon = yellow; lady fingers = green; rays of the sun = white, which is a comination of blue, indigo, blue, green, yellow and orange-vibgyor) Kites = brown with white neck, smoke = black' Gray roof - gray; snow flakes = pure white This way all colors are blended to form one kind of a dream. This dream, In reality my imagination here goes to find that a group of white doves fly high in the evening below the the darkest black cloudy sky, carrying olive branches in their mouths to deliver the message of peace through out the length and breadth of the world. This is what the need of the hour in fact. As an expert poetess of words what do you mean or find, it is for you to explain us in your own words.

I have a great feeling about this and all I can say further is that it is felt deep within me, You have so much to offer this site in terms of healing and positivity Thankyou so much Love duncan XXX

I can sum up my reaction to this one in one word 'impressionistic'. Your poetry always reminds me of paintings, your images for vivid colours with looming shadows in every piece. I had a nice flight with this one. Love, Susie.

Oh Sandra, what can I say? The westward slope, silk birds like kites... most of all 'Your shadow hand ... trembling wings' - this is a winter poem, a religious poem, so serene, ... just magnificent. I'm just in awe. Thank you so very much for letting me know it was here.

to the west, shadow hand, evening flight, all strikes me as deep spiritual imagery, it makes for lovely soul poetry.