Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Old Pictures Comments

Rating: 5.0

Clouds hang old pictures on the wavering air,
Like wine wallpaper threadbare to the light.
Cold leaves cut shadows on the poet's cheek.
The clarity is bell like to the bone.
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Roshni Shine 11 October 2016

Well done work, the way you've wrote this poem really inspires me!

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Raj Nandy 07 September 2009

Sandra, You are a master painter of poetic imagery in words! 10+ =Raj

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premji premji 04 June 2009

the red bird... i love to call him SUN..............

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Mamta Agarwal 05 December 2008

you paint with words, and your images are so evocative. although here there are no rhymes, but still the poem has music and rhythm. every time i read any of your poems, i just hang on to each line, amazing vision.10 Mamta

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Alison Cassidy 07 March 2008

The clarity of your images continues to astonish in this mesmerizing piece that paints, with light and grace, the last rays of the setting sun. 'The clarity is bell like to the bone.' and 'the scissor sound of rising wind.' are particularly evocative metaphors. Superb. love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Melvina Germain 09 February 2008

Picturesque, absolutely beautiful, a painted picture in words. You are amazing Sandra, I love your work. Melvina

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Meggie Gultiano 30 December 2007

Excellent write Sandra.. I love it!

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Bill Grace 17 October 2007

Thank you Sandra. A phrase like: 'the scissor sound of rising wind' Phew! So wonderful. Bill Grace

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Robert Howard 12 February 2007

Every line quivers with overtones of life force. Intoxicating to the senses.

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Esther Leclerc 10 February 2007

Your poems shimmer with aching beauty, yet never neglect content (meaning, feeling) ... Thank you. Esther xx

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Cecil (cj) Krieger 07 February 2007

This is… Fantastic! ! ! Really very beautiful, You are quite the wordsmith!

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Patrick Ladbrooke 06 February 2007

Light and shade, and a predominant colour of red - this poem paints a delightful picture. Patrick

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Mary Naylor 03 February 2007

This is a beautiful mood piece, with fantastic imagery. I read it over several times and enjoyed it each time.

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Nimal Dunuhinga 01 February 2007

Old is gold and Sandra the best witness you gave by this word painting.

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Jibin Joseph 01 February 2007

Clouds hang old pictures on the wavering air, this poem is a beauty.......thanks for sharing wishes jibin

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R H 01 February 2007

Rich vocabulary - threadbare, cut, scissors, heavy cloth - these words entwine beautifully with the images of nature. A finely woven poem Sandra. Justine

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Rajaram Ramachandran 30 January 2007

Old is gold. It is really pleasure to watch the white clouds moving on the blue sky, as if their hands are drawing variety of pictures on the blue screen. The imagination of Sandra goes sky high and even the clouds she has not spared in the theme of her pen portrait.

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Geoff Warden 30 January 2007

medafors speak in this write and all is listening, , , , , , Excellent write Sandra

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Uriah Hamilton 30 January 2007

I can't say it better than Duncan, metaphors to die for! ! !

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Duncan Wyllie 30 January 2007

'The sun pulls down the heavy cloth of sky! WoW! 'Clouds hang old pictures on the wavering air, ' Come on darling..you must be proud of this, it really carries soch strength and atmosphere Wonderful writting again from such a tallented artist Take care sweetheart Love duncan X

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