The sun's white tune is breaking windowpanes,
As if we never danced to last night's rains.
Your cold look cuts my coming at the knees.
Emptiness is as giant as elm trees.
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Young lady, you posses the most unique ability to pen a tight, and succinct poem...yet deliver it with movement & imagework that satisfies the components of a much longer, epic-style work.Compendiousity is a rare skill & difficult skill to master, Sandra...BUT with that said, i hereby dub you: '''Master/Masteress(Mistress, somehow, just doesen't seem to fly here) Of Compendiousity'''! Excellent work, as always, lass. ~ FjcR ~
I very much sense the melody of nature in this, our movement to its tune.
i luxuriate in the paens of your words. keep on sandra..
Blue and yellow fascinate me, Sandra, and so does your poetry. Love, susie xxxxxx
The richness of mood and meaning moves me so deeply, Sandra, I can't tell you. Thank you. Love, Esther
Such a very beautiful write Sandra, i can never pen like this..You are worthy of all praises from us..A great writer and a great kind soul to be loved by us..This is a top marks indeed! i just love this.. hugs, Meggie
Sometimes the sunlight can free one from the realm of dusk and rain, giving one the courage to commit the soul's journey to the winds of change. Faith, after all, supports such willingness. I found this poem very moving and very complex, Sandra. - Will
Regret penned in flawlessly watercolor. I have no words... love, Alison xxxx
Your range of poetry is vast and so endearing for the reader, lovely words Love duncan X
From the opening line right on through, this poem is beautiful and amazing in its sad but gorgeous imagery, this poem will be a trusted friend for you and will always look out for you, I can only hope I have such a poem! Uriah
Each line is so shockingly beautiful and original! And, in the background is the rhapsody of the rhythm and the music's flow. Isn't it true, great poetry is achieved when the poet's soul dances with the words?
Human emotions - lonliness, emptiness intertwined with the natural elements, forming a tapestry of inconnectedness. Quite profound. 'Emptiness is as giant as elm trees.' This line is as powerful as it is true. I am sure that every sensitive soul has experienced this overwhelming feeling sometime or the other. Lovely write Sandra: Sensitive and written with a pen dipped in magic ink Take care
My Friend, Blue is too frail. Let the boat of my soul, Shall, in the wind, sail, Surely, but without fail. Let this bright sun, With its white tune, Break any windowpane Minding not the rain. Yet, Sandra gives a chance For me, with delight, to dance With all my love and grace To reveal my heart in many ways Your friendly look cuts And brings me to my knees. To forget my life's emptiness And drown me in happiness. Sandra, I used your own words, in reply to your sweet verse, as I found short of any other words to express my appreciation and thanks to you. Hope you won't mind my impertinence.
This rare tune of an inner soul brings glory and sorrow too, Sandra plucks the strings of the reader's lute well.
Your colour scheme is glorious. I await 'red'! t x
Absolutely brillant, Sandra I definately need to get some of your books as i love your poetry! Best regards, blessings, and love, Sandra, Theo
'Emptiness is as giant as elm trees' and 'Boat of my soul, I give it to the wind'. These two lines speak volumes about White Tune. CP