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| Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU |
5/11/2006 |
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The opening line of "Snow Float's" words were formed with brilliant cut diamond, and the closing line was written with platinum words to reflect their glowing meaning.
I have enriched my mind reading "Snow Float".
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU |
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| Reviewed by Dale Clark |
4/7/2006 |
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I'm enamored with that last line, it's such a
fine ambition. ;) You are very talented Pea, how
in the world have I missed your work. |
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| Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen |
3/8/2006 |
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'Snow Float'?!! Jeez, Pea, the title has already phantomed me...
I cannot explain, in terms of words, how you affect me, which is why I cannot read too much of you, and others.
'Snow Float' skated me into the past, with such abandon, I lost 'myself' in your words. This piece is painfully beautiful, and hypnotically formed, in its passage of time, taste, life and colors-bright...
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen |
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
3/2/2006 |
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Imprinted with winter wisdom and it is just plain easier being a leader than a follower in any season. Winter is a season to take risks, boil some calm water for some relaxing tea and lie naked on the ermine! Snow Float is a winter chauffeur for sure. It drives us around the corner into Spring Avenue so we can burn some rubber! A consistent with your nature themes write, Pea.
Sage |
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| Reviewed by Mark Rockeymoore |
2/28/2006 |
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| this was amazing, and a definite winter's treat! as someone who moved south to get away from all that, i definitely can appreciate the cold from a distance! a loooong distance! |
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| Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic |
2/27/2006 |
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Love nestled for all time at your side.
poignant line..
beautiful work..
vesna;) |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
2/26/2006 |
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Hi Pea:
This is beautiful write indeed! Your words are so beautiful like the painting. Enjoyed this!!!
Sandie May Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
2/26/2006 |
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Beautifully written Pea!!
Great offering sis!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
2/25/2006 |
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Magical and beautiful write.
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher |
2/25/2006 |
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A beautiful write and picture, enjoyed it very much,
Birgit and Roger |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
2/25/2006 |
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Pea,
The pic is gorgeous, as is the poem; brings back memories of snowfalls of my youth in Ohio. Most of them pretty good, but I sure don't miss the shoveling! LOL Excellent, yet again. I love the way your mind works. :) You involve the reader in your poetry; one doesn't merely read it, they become it. BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
2/25/2006 |
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| The pic brings back memories of the late sixties when had an ice storm and it knocked out all our electricity for 3 days and my wife and I and our 5 kids learned how the earlier settlers lived and we tried to find a motel or hotel that wasn't full of like minded people. A three days of shivering that we'll never forget. Oh yes the trees looked beautiful all iced up as did everthing else. Great write. |
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| Reviewed by Constance Gotsch |
2/25/2006 |
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| I like this. I remember living in South Dakota when winter went on and on. The stuff about the dogs is so true. I could hardly wåit for spring, but was always glad when it snowed enough to cover the old gunk for a while, until it finally warmed up |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
2/25/2006 |
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| Sounds like a snowball of fun to me. The images and sights and sounds you projected within the poem are delicious. Gotta love it! |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
2/25/2006 |
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| This is a stunning beauty, Pea. There is nothing as peaceful as the quiet that snow creates, not to mention the stark beauty it casts about. Those are moments we wish to inhale and savor forever. Your images are knockout!Excellent penning, Pea! |
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| Reviewed by Peter Paton |
2/25/2006 |
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This is a very comforting and relaxing piece , laced with much inner wisdom and sagacious power Pea
The silence of the snow drifts across in this feast of a pen
I always come away from your Den energised and charged again
The pic is very symbolic too !
Peter |
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