|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|I still have pine needles stuck in my door jam from christmas I am pretty sure there main purpose in life was not the holiday but, to annoy me to no end.....i will get them soon....april maybe...very capitivating. enjoyed this a lot.|
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|I love this Jerry, and identify completely with those enigmatic feelings whilst dog walking...We enter a world apart...and sense the past with its ghosts keenly....Excellent!
|Reviewed by Janna Hill
|Jerry this is totally enchanting and I love "I feel small within the company of ghosts"|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|This has a special rapture as you make us feel connected first to you and Zoe, and then also to nature and to other times and people ~
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|Trees truly talking to the ones who are
worthy, and You being one!!! *Jerry*
|Reviewed by Richard King
|Good one Jerry. That "small" feeling of which you speak is that of a compassionate man, appreciative of the many gifts afforded to those who remain fully aware of their surroundings. A collection of which surely includes you.
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the leaves of trees absorb the atmosphere and nutrient from within hundreds maybe thousands of years of experience that has surrounded them ... ghosts do speak from within leaves ... i like the direction and execution of this poem ...|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|Jerry, you totally captivated me as I walked right along side you and Zoe...I could hear the ghostly whispers~|
|Reviewed by T Jett
|I used to run for miles and there is an area I loved running through that was a long stretch of beautiful trees on both sides. I'd take my time or even walk beneath the whispering trees just to listen. You brought back beautiful memories for me. Beautiful poem, Jerry ...|
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|So few know of 'Love,' thinking they do. Here, without the obvious, without the cliche, love is spoken of with knowledge of its essence being all around us, object-less.|
|Reviewed by Roger Wayne Eberle
|yes, leaves say so much... but returns often say more...
yes, leaves say so much... especially the impossible ones (you know, those that make you scratch... and forfeit your turn... and bring up one of your balls...)
yes, leaves yield high returns... if you have the balls to listen...
I sense you and Zoe have a tremendous rapport...
I can even hear the rustling leaves in this poem.... makes me want to wait until the rustling leaves...
May an early morning peace greet you throughout your hectic day...
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Jerry so true, so true, I can relate to this. Trees are amazing creatures, they have seen and felt all of our history (the old one) and they do speak if you can really listen. My friend, you have done this, it is quite amazing isn't it...
Peace, love and light,
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|A fascinating write Jerry and as Anna said, you take the reader right there with you and Zoe. Laura
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|I hear this loud and clear, Jerry! Trees whisper ancient secrets...you just have to open your mind...Loved this! I was right there!