|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Watched, waited, and the world opened.
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|A spiritual assessment of the zen of voyeurism. Meditation in the highest voyeuristic sense obtains the highest fulfillment making it possible to reach the summit of glory. Voyeuristic meditation aims at unclouded vision of the Goddesshead in its universal essence. I like this mysterious, voyeur I 'see' in you, Jude. This type of meditation aims at the perfection and self-expression in the order of antiquity.
|Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster
|Robert, I have missed your wondrous writes. This is indeed a fine write.
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Clean those windows well.
Then fly off to the stars with the open hearted one you beseech....
|Reviewed by Mary Lynn Plaisance
|A majestic poem that should be lyrics to a song.|
|Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero
|Lovely sentiment, Jude. I really love that ending. It shows the poet's open heart. ~~Carmen|
|Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*®
|I'm still attempting to keep myself focused on having an open heart ... could turn out to be a life-long quest. Well done, Ace.
Love & Light,
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Awow this is awesome Jude!!
Was this a repost??? It rings a bell and that does not happen very often to me!!
Anyways...I am saving this one!!
|Reviewed by Only A Poet
|this is truly masterful!|
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|An Open Heart allows you to witness the whole view, the entire panorama, and spectrum of light
You expose an enquiring and inquisitive mind that seeks reconnection with its Creator Jude !
Superb write, and an invigorating beginning to my day !
|Reviewed by Janet Parker
|Your imagery is so intense. I felt myself lost in this read. Have you been to those far away places and studied with the masters? Have you been to Tibet? I would think that you have.|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|You always take us on marvelous poetic journeys, Robert.|
|Reviewed by Nordette Adams
|Alluring, Jude. Kate's opening line, "the window-cleaner's back" gave me a bit of a laugh. You have quite a few poems exposing the voyeur in you. Beautiful work. ~~Nordette|
|Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher
Birgit and Roger
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Aye, aye... the window-cleaner's back... and not a window in sight - except the window of her soul!! What a sublime and tranquil breath of fresh air this is, Jude, and it takes me back to your "heroine" of the Protector write. Your talk of paths and light reminds me of both Freedom's Heart and Burning Brightly, and certainly here you seem to have hit upon that mutual source of the light that you allude to, perhaps, in Potent Sleep and Memoir of a Scribe: that "The light above is within you". This has the awe and reverence of both distance and intimacy; of shared space and close harmony, at the same time as maintaining personal boundaries and respect. It seems to speak of an experience that is both subjective and objective, like being caught up in the mastery and trance of the wonder of music streaming from the hands - but ultimately the strings - of a virtuoso violinist. And doubtless you enable many here today to sample for themselves the spiritual qualities those magical notes can bring to the heart, soul and mind. Sounds like a recipe for a good day! :)) LOL TY Kate xx PS I have just last night sent on to you my precious "Angel Feather" to keep its energy alive... I trust that it's indomitable spirit will survive the somewhat arduous nature of packaged cross-Atlantic transit! :)) K xx|
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Within the range of mountains anything is possible and all is open :-) Your awareness of silence and your respect for it shows me your deep understanding of the moment. Wonderful write.|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|If anyone is a master, it is you...Ed|
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|This is beautiful, Jude. It feels like the second chapter of "Watching You, Watching Me." Is there a voyer series in the making? It would be great, as you have pulled me into the verse in both of these and turned "me" into the voyer, captivating me with the vivid images and the shadowy appeal of slipping into someone elses dreams. Excellent, solid poetry!
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Breathtaking in beauty and spirituality...thank you.
My favorite lines (out of many!) were:
"...and you(r) hair was blowing in the wind
like a sail in full expansion...." GORGEOUS, despite the small typo. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.