Lessons Of Spring Comments

A poem of care and humanity, Hugh. You're the guardian angel of PH, guiding us and leading us into springs of goodness and love, such as here. I got right inside this piece of writing, Hugh. Thank you for sharing it. Thank you also for your lovely words on my poem. With warmth, Gina.

The lovely images in the season of rejuvenation balanced delicately with the pensiveness of darkness yet to come. The word blue takes on double meaning and is skilfully employed to drive the poignancy home. The underlying sense of desolation pervades, however, never to the extent of absolute woe as past reflections provide solace.'Do not mourn, for you are not yet numbered / among the shades in Elysium' is a bit of ah roight, mate. Salutos!

Hugh, you've written this with extreme confidence and authority. no timidness or wavering with your words. Bold, vivid writing and well-delivered. Touching, too! two nits: the repetition of 'blue' in stanza one, and the repetition of 'by' in stanza two. cheers!

A very beautiful word painting of a season That always touches the heart and lingers in the mind like a vintage standard tune. Kindest regards, Sandra Fowler

Hugh, a beautiful poem, and portrait of a season that touches all of us. Very detailed images and language springs then sooths the brittle soul left from winter's dreary chill. A pleasure to read this eve, and surly thought will linger in my travels tomorrow.

I do not think it is ethical or creative to copy Charles Chaim Wax...

Another poem of great spiritual insight! ! I hope I learn! !