Jasmine Bud Comments

oops! i spy a typo i made in my previous comment. bad boy Bri! ! now, from MyPoemList and this page, i am borrowing this gem to place in August's showcase. but, alas, due to its length, i shall not give the text to the 'readers' [if any actually READ the showcase! ], but i shall supply a way for them to zoom to this page IF they can follow my instructions and be accurate in entering the poem page's link. Thanks. bri :)

this is very interesting: She slept like a figurine Chiseled out of the mist The curls of her tresses The moon cautiously fondled Pouring herself like liquid Through undulating curtain slits - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - By or But? ....By when she had been gone......i don't know. hmmm? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Wonted all the time to losses alone .......i'm not used to using or seeing used wonted. even with the following definition, i don't understand the last line of the poem. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - wont·ed ˈwôntid, ˈwōn-/ adjective literary adjective: wonted habitual; usual. the place had sunk back into its wonted quiet synonyms: customary, habitual, usual, accustomed, familiar, normal, conventional, routine, common he retreated to his wonted solitude - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - i'd whip out my phone and take a photo or two or three of the bud. heck, i would have taken a photo or many of her! bri :) tell me this really happened to YOU! to MyPoemList. Vibgyor was a stumbling block for me and i had computer problems so didn't find what i wanted about it. Here may be the most satisfying meaning i found online: there is no meaning toi the word - VIBGYOR. it is just a short way to remember the colours in the rainbow v-violet i-indigo b-blue g-green y-yellow o-orange r-red..............................BUT, HECK! that doesn't help me with the poem! ! ! ; ( Or are you suggesting that the colors of the rainbow, formed by a prism breaking up light, were in her head? ? ? well, why not? it was probably a dream anyways, so...........anything can happen in a dream! bri :)

beautiful write..liked

A Beautiful poem flowing between dream and reality. May be a dream could be a reality or a reality could be a dream. Beautiful imagery of words. Beautiful lines... She slept like a figurine Chiseled out of the mist The curls of her tresses The moon cautiously fondled Pouring herself like liquid Through undulating curtain slits Beautiful presentation. Loved reading it.

I love this poem since it stands in the the junction of dream and reality. If the dream was a reality, the bud is the proof, which however is quite unlikely! But if the dream was a dream, then the bud too is a part of a dream!

Wonderful imagination of dream and reality. A poem with beautiful flow. Thank you.

What a beautiful fantasy! Sometimes we are unable to distinguish between reality and illusion..... But the jasmine bud on the bed..... how can we explain it if it is just a figment of imagination! Here you have ingeniously fabricated a dream, giving it a semblance of reality! Enjoyed!

What a lovely and beautiful poem! ...................................10

Very nicely presented. Best word choice. I like the lines...I dare not touch the bud Lest it too vanishes From my flimsy hold Wonted all the time to losses alone Deep feeling. Many thanks sir......10/10