|Reviewed by Rafika Anderson
|Wow, Stan. This sounds terrifying. Your imagery was so realistic that I felt I could see and hear the trapped entities crying out for help. Good effort.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|hauntingly beautiful poem Stan! I'l return to hear the flute!;-)
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|That's an excellent write my friend...no kidding, love holly|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|An outstanding write...your imagery is excellent! You've left me with an a bit of a chill creeping up my spine and thoughts of your poem lingering in my thoughts...a great write!
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Oh my,well done sweetie..enjoyed stay safe and well....Hugssssssss|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|my goodness I could hear the howling of the ice,, and that is exactly how it is the way you described,, and trapped underneath,
this is scarey,, giving me chills,,,,, wow
|Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
|Awesome acoustics with the visual poem Stan. Where do you live? It sounds like a place of nature and all her finery.
Very nice poem with descriptions of granduer.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Spectacular imagery, Stan; you took us with you! Very well penned; bravo!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Try to stay warm! :)
|Reviewed by blue soplain
|tis the last canto of Dante's Inferno; hell hath frozen and only the pure can break free. ..
this gnashing of teeth and completely turgid isolationism; and then enters the Pan with his fawning self, to add a mesmerizing melancholy to the already despairing melody of under.worlds, under the spell of t.his frozen fire. ..this ice breaking to reach.. .straining to be. ..
ooOoo o how long i could recline in this. ..
i must be a wretched soul for i am completely drawn to this [ice].
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|What a powerfully hot write which leaves me chilled to the bone. Great work!
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Breathtaking wonderness...my words, inadequate...
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Connie Faust
|You sure do have a vivid imagination, Stan. You let it run wild with this. I feel cheated that all I ever get to walk along is an ice-crusted puddle or two.
This is so well-written, I can almost believe in the tortured inmates and panicked horses.
|Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow
|Oh my... I am speechless! (Someone should really mark that down somewhere..) The imagery is simply fantastic.. and the textures within the words are stunning... well done, Stan! Myrna|