|Reviewed by J. Roseline
|I have wondered about this small little bird truly with envy, such a bundle of energy and vigour, great presentation, i appreciate your work
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
|Indeed, mankind has envied their ability to fly. Though Icarus made a bit of a hash at it.
As you show here, they are and always will be a rich source of inspiration and amazed majesty.
Yet, I often wonder where do birds go to die? They don't drop out the sky and litter the world.
Once more this is such an observant poetry.
|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|How could I miss this exquisite poem? Just like Kate, I'm one who has learned to appreciate the company of birds. It all started with a finch I rescued with my daughter. Ever since, they mean a lot to me and I can watch them for hours on end. It's both the symbolic diversity and the living creature that I'm interested in and they're often present in my poems. Speaking of poems, I love this beautiful composition. And, as far as I'm concerned, I'm fascinated by them, but I can easily admit that I really envy them too.
Thank you, dear Jon Michael, :)
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|They are captivating, aren't they? I grow more and more fond of all the rich wealth of avian company I am privileged to keep, so close to a bird reserve as I am. I ran to fetch my guide this very afternoon whilst enjoying a flock of siskins pecking through the moss on my roof tiles. The tone and elegance of your vibrant observations are a fitting tribute, Jon Michael. May you continue to be delighted - and inspired. Bless you, xx|
|Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis
|There is a light, flitting quality to this piece befitting the sparrows' hops and sideward glances. I imagine you reciting this poem to them as they tilt their heads in earnest attention and heartfelt appreciation.|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|'...HIS EYES ARE ON THE SPARROW AND I KNOW HE WATCHES ME...' I LOVE HOW THIS WORK REMINDED ME OF THAT BEAUTIFUL HYMN. THANK YOU, JOHN. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A lovely ode to the sparrow, Jon. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Teresa Walker
|Wow...I read with winged enticement! The subtlety of these words helps my imagination to see this in the lives of others I know.
|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|Good images, I love the way you have described the sparrow and it's surroundings....M|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|An exquisite tribute to one who has flown away on her new wings. Just so touching Jon.|
|Reviewed by Linda Hill
A beautiful picture of a sparrow painted by your verses! Loved this!
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Only one thing is missing here in this wondrous description of sparrow. When I was a child hanging around barns, I would continually hear the twitter of sparrows in the eaves and hay have mow, communicating loudly in their little village in the barn. From that I would take that sparrows are very gregarious and constantly in touch almost like the Twitterers of today.
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|Wondrous dedication wrought
of delicacy for her rapture!
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Catullus, Donne, Burns, Emerson and many others
have written about small creatures we often overlook;
it takes more than a keen eye to write as they and you do,
it takes heart and sensitivity and a generous overview
that even the littlest have a rightful place and are worthy
i'm sure Ms Johnson will be proud of the dedication
and why not?
Fine work, Jon, My Friend.
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
Delightful fragile and tuneful the "Sparrow"..for his eye is on the
sparrow and I know he watches me..love to sing this hymn..
A lovely tritube.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Rhythm and rhyme is pleasurable in this quiety museful poem.
Such lovely visuals evoked!
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|Jon, my friend, you have painted a wonderful picture of Mr. Sparrow, in all his grandeur.