|Reviewed by Richard Bowers
|Unpardon me but I relent it boldly;
For it is far ahead, if I can be sure of it,
And far it is, that my hallucination be valid,
And hallucination it is, as it should be,
And however, unlike itself, mysterious, unknown, and untested,
So it be foreseen in my tireless search.
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Softly, peacefully beautiful.|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Sublime singing of Nature's Majesties.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|A splendid poem of natures beauty that brings serenity to the senses!Thanks for sharing!
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Peaceful and soothing, one to toss around the mind, nicely done...
|Reviewed by Eileen Granfors
|I really like these images of the quietness of winter to be followed by the hope of growth in the spring. Lovely! I took a picture of our fall oaks (leaves just turning in December in LA). I should post it on my page because this poem makes me think of the beauty we are surrounded by that so many people never even see. Nice work, Stan.|
|Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce
|This is beautifully-written!!!
Happy New Year to you!!!!
Sandie May Angel :o)