Evening Thoughts Comments

Breezes bring, Some fragrances, Laden with old memories, Ah! I keep the door open, To welcome them all! ! ! beautiful poem of simple thoughts welcoming the sweet memories in silence at your doorstep on an evening. lovely dear Bharati. thank u. tony

I sit on your door step in Spirit, Bharati. This is Fab's Four Seasons rolled into one beautiful poem.

Many many thanks revered Poets Glen Kappy, Sri Kumaramni Mahakul, Valsa George, Bri Edwards and Dr.Radhakrisna Menon for taking time to read my poems and giving your valuable feedback.It means so much for my spirit to keep writing.

hi, bharati! it's been a while—in part because my wife and i vacationed for more than three weeks. i'm glad this morning to see new postings by you in english. I like this one—the feel, the directness of it. you illustrate the power of smell to evoke memory—i thought of my recent visit in washington d.c. where trees, of a kind i wasn't familiar with, sweet-scented the neighborhood we stayed in. be well! -glen

They have all visited my garden, The blazing Summer, Gurgling rain, Cold winter, And colorful spring, ........so touching expression on past memories. A marvelous poem shared. Thanks.10

Breezes bring, Some fragrances, Laden with old memories, Ah! I keep the door open, To welcome them all! ! ! A beautiful write mingled with the fragrance of beautiful memories! There is a sweet gentleness about the whole poem!

THANK GOODNESS FOR THOSE FRAGRANCES! ! ! ! , ...BRINGING MEMORIES. EVEN IF some ARE NOT SUCH good MEMORIES, AT LEAST....They are better than smelling a skunk! ! ! or a leaky sewer pipe! ! i HOPE! bri ;) to MyPoemList

Bharati, i love this poem for its soft gentleness, of old memories, of sweet fragrances and the colourful spring. And the door is open to welcome all. Wonderful imagery! A full score of 10+ dear Bharati.

I highly appreciate the wonderful words coming from great poets on my poem.I read and enjoy their views on my poem.I will come back to reply.But for now I must thank Mj.Lemon, Kishore Kumar Das, Susan Williams, The Poet Poet and Daniel Brick for giving their valuable time to read and comment.

Just the right touch of hope and optimism in that last stanza, Bharati. The falling petals from the gorgeous flower remind me of life fleeting, of life slowly taking its leave. This is an absolutely magnificent poem.

Evening normally dominated by nostalgic memoirs.....well captured by you in your open poem.....laden with fragrance...nice write...

Part 1. You know how to express the changing heart of a woman as she grows through the years, sometimes regretting, sometimes accepting the passage of time and the blurring of the edges of memories but deep in the soul of a woman she feels the touch of their gossamer wings and welcomes their touch. Extraordinary write, Bharati.

Part 2. I do not agree with the 3.5 rating [someone is being jealous, I suspect] but I shall load you with bouquets of admiration and 10's and place this on my fav list with so many of your other poetry!

with age all gardens go dry why women can't lie they are GARDENS OF YESTERDAY more will come every day A GARDEN IS A JOY FOR EVER SO ALSO Women are but as time changes so does women's ROLE so be prepared all time every time all times are no GOLD later inn the market everyhing is sold women also become old now no moe GOLD So accept the change as it comes we all are human and have to be DONE SPARED IS NONE

This is a complex poem: the tone keeps changing as memories and sensations interact in surprising ways. I like the way you see THOUGHTS containing both memories which are mental things and exist only in the mind, not the sensory world but also sensations which are physical things that exist in the world, not in the mind. I find this essential insight of your poem provocative and dispels the melancholy current which runs through the evening.

A nice poem of twilight thoughts- liked it very much. 'Ah! I keep the door open, To welcome them all! ' - Sweet fragrance laden with sweet memories, is very much refreshing and rejuvenating!

Thoughts change with time, thoughts change with the weather, thoughts change when a dawn embraces a dusk. A thoughtful poem.

Hi Bharati, Yes, Bharati, let us keep our doors open for all the good things, all good memories, all fragrances that make our life better. Good poem. Congrats.