by Brandon Gene Petit
Monday, June 09, 2008
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Memories nest in the tracks that time leaves, providing refuge for those that find their daily lives acerbic yet need not the reckless wonders of the cold, unfeeling gulfs. These are the ones who choose to stay behind as time rages on like a blind and fearless juggernaut, making their home the inner spheres where intimate sights and sounds hold sway. Here clouds crawl at a lethargic pace, shielding the cosmic secrets from such timid and untried eyes; allowing only the perfect shade of light to fall on sinless shingled roofs and thickly scented lawns, where streets nearly emptied by a world preoccupied with sleep hum with a strange cicada lullaby. A warm evening breeze snakes through the diorama, creeping in through back screen doors to battle with the gusts thrown from living room fans. Inside familiar smells cling to musty, yellowed walls and the crackle of a man fumbling through a newspaper speckles the otherwise dreary household air. A stained-glass ornament filters cryptic flavors of light onto a cold kitchen floor, while a warm stove window reveals a pie soaking in an amber luminescence. The near subliminal pulse of a dishwasher burrows into the mind of a sleeping child, mimicking a cadence suggested in the womb, and the bold ticks of a clock find their way across a silent room in an effort to invoke a genuine trance.
The gears of a tiny universe labor incessantly, guided by an ambient life force found just within our reach; boasting of innocence unaltered by the outside world and safe from nameless, clawing forces lurking just beyond the rim. Like a world-worn yet devoted lover truthful till the dawn of death, memorabilia safely guarded lingers behind all we see… waiting for some lucky soul to turn a stone and crack its code, whisked away to quiet havens cosseted between our lives.
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|Reviewed by 000 000
|Your words of "art" the descriptive verse, unique quality in the way you write captures my mind with wonder and thought! FABULOUS!!!
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Brandon, how did I miss this? I came looking for you because
you've been away. I hope you've been keeping your incredible
talent busy. Worlds Remembered will not be forgotten by me.
Hope to see you soon. -gene.
|Reviewed by john salmon
|wonderful talent,good write|
|Reviewed by Deborah Munson (Reader)
|You are very talented. Intelligent beyond your years, philosophical beyond belief, and gifted beyond the norm for sure. I pray your writings are directed and expanded with wisdom down worthwhile and blossoming paths that enhance as time goes by. Well Done! Deborah|
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Your use of words, images...it's astounding... as is your talent.|
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|enjoyed the read|
|Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis
|You must find yourself an agent and begin your journey as a world-reknowned author. There are but few who have the gift at this level and I, for one, would buy every book you published. For me to say: "Excellent writing" is still beneath the essence of what you produce.|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|A wonderful piece of beauty, wisdom and strength....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Beautiful write you've shared with us here, thank you