|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|This is beautiful. My favorite line..."The protective case around it should prevent the pigment core from breaking, I think." How oft I have wondered why it is that the heart, a powerful muscle in our bodies, can so easily be broken from without...
|Reviewed by Charlie
|Love the imagery in this, Axilea. The emotions in this are deeply felt by your readers as well. Good and strong. In this case, your skin-deep is deeper than stone or bone. --Charlie|
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Like the way your mind works, Axilea. I too prefer
the #2 pencil, and usually get the same results.
|Reviewed by Michelle Mead
|I just read Peter Ozmann's poem before yours, and it's funny how the night idea in his is reminiscent of yours- like with his, I find myself relating to yours. As always, wonderful, Axilea.|
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|A unique and fine piece, Axilea|
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|i FEEL such depth and raw emition Axi...My eyes started tearing up WHY? Is everything ok in your world...? Great Poem and Stunning Poetic picci for it. SOLID with depth again. Hugs and Love, Passionate_SHEE|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|The creative process looked at differently, uniquely, Axilea.
|Reviewed by dan Rosenhagen
|I love the deeply personal silence of thought here. Lost in a conundru...........ha ha ha
I have a bad key board and the letter between L and N just quit working,
Well, ha ha that is the letter that goes at the end of that word, ha ha ha ha.
Take care Axilea, I love this piece. Now to fix this thing or get a new one! ha.
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|What a creative take on "the writing on the wall!"
I LOVE it !!
...even if you are stonewalling... :)
Couldn't resist. Sorry! The poem is superb.
xOx Phyllis xOx
|Reviewed by jude forese
|interesting how you use a #2 pencil ... things can be recored on stone but if we aspire to it, they can be erased ... yet impressions on a stained wall are forever smeared maybe still to be rewritten ...|
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|A fabulous palimpsest of being, Axilea. The cycle will be ongoing as all things work upwards and outwards, never to be erased but compounded upon, the srokes and meaning of what lies beneath the "fresh" canvas having always a bearing, shedding shadows and light. xx|
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Axilea, I can understand this so well...and feel it so deeply...beautiful work...as always.|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Oh, there is so much emotion to be found in this!
Wonderful ~ I can relate to this from the heart.
|Reviewed by The Poetess
|I hope you write until that wall has taken it all in and you can turn away relieved.|
|Reviewed by Emile Tubiana
|Dear Axilea, I feel sorry reading your poem as I know that only time and patience can calm what the flesh witnessed. Blessing Emile|