Swift Wings Comments
Swift wings are tipped with brief poetic gold.
Luminous flight sustains its fragile self.
The moment is as rare as a May frost.
Small glitters are enriched with their own charm.
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This is another gem out of your treasure, you have captured the subtlity of the poetry and life as well here in these lines...amazing poem, loaded with life, energy, meaning and sense...which is so much your hallmark....keep the good work going...thanks for sharing
a very beautiful and strong poetry indeed and you are very good on showing the readers the moods of season and life and that's why i love your poems many many 10'sssssss from me always rgds asif
Your words forever charm and magnetise, - another gem here Sandra - - and the painted gold of your mind is always something which delights this reader's heart - - into my favourites it goes..... with warm love to my faraway friend....... from Fay.
Very nicely explained the journey of life in this poem.I realy always like the softness of your feelings and words.Thanks
The golden quill sustains the fragile but luminous self – and like the Appallachian, gleam painting birds image on the window glass paints word pictures
The flight of existence seems to have taken off for the last time with a rather new ambition. The poem describes the self-sustaining objects that have nurtured throughout the life long processes.
swift wings that comes in a flight with peace. a wonderful poem.
The wonder of that appalachian gleam Paints the bird's image on your window glass. I think you understand the mood is now. It has no will to ever come again. It seems that a journey is to end and a journey is to begin. All metaphors and images indicate that the bird of life is ready to take off for good. Sandra my friend, I don't know how to express my wordless feelings but to me its a sad poem. Best Regards Naseer
Sandra, poetically, you have explained the journey of life, with each moment touched with gold. Magic poetry. Warm regards Bob
No moment is repeated; this poem reminds us of the fragility and importance of seeing what surrounds us.
A moment captured forever by one who sees and marvels and understands. You have such a special relationship with the English language Sandra. You use words that others have forgotten. Swift, for example. What a singular expression of flight. And coupled with wings is perfect - a pair of words that belong together. The light in your work is always magical. The reader can taste your eyes. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
YOUR POEMS GIVE WINGS TO EVERYTHING YOU WRITE IT STARTS OFF SLOW AND TAKES TO FLIGHT. BEAUTIFUL
transient beauty fluttering on swift wings..through your lines they tap on my windows...now..! wonderful imagery
Winged desires with a pinch of gold Frail no matter when take off is to a height The freedom of flight reflects An airlift for all to see. Enjoyed this read. Thank you.
You are a real painter of words, Sandra, colored with softness that only you can do here, i can feel the peace, and the swift wings fly over me.Your piece completed my day. thanks for this nice sharing. Love and hugs, Meggie
Poety flies from one heart to the written page and then nests in many souls. This poem is such a delicate bird.
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Line 3 reads... ...The moment is as rare as a May frost. A unique poem. Unique thoughts. Uniquely penned. Well done.