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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
6/1/2008 |
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| well said, i like this |
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
1/23/2008 |
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| How very sensitive to your environ. A beautiful poem. Jon Michael Willey |
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| Reviewed by Ed J. |
1/21/2008 |
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Very well written! I wnet with you in this reading it. Nature has so many simple beauties to experience.
Stay well and keep writing.
Ed |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
1/20/2008 |
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San Francisco at 4 pm. ;-) Poem matches mood.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
1/20/2008 |
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| Feelings of peace and tranquility come from this poem . Sometimes mornings by our lake are like this.........M |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
1/20/2008 |
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| excellent poem ... the warmth of knowledge will always warm our souls ... i just wonder, when your mind defines what it wants to, haven't you found imagination? just a thought ... |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
1/20/2008 |
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In a strange way I feel at peace in my eerie realm
I escape from the reality of sight
And I can relate to this very well, Tiger Lily. I've often gotten up before dawn, and gone out onto a mist shrouded lake in my boat, and just sat out there silently in the mist - taking it all in. And I very often feel at peace when that occurs. |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
1/20/2008 |
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Like Tammy Wynette said, "stay by your man" and you will never get lost in the fog, or solitude, or sadness, as you wrap yourself with that love sweater...
Georg |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
1/20/2008 |
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Beautiful offering filled with serenity!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Susan de Vegter |
1/19/2008 |
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The mist has always been a sign for reflection for me.Here, we've had some very dangerous fog compounded with the forest fires. Your words are quiet and don't dare upset the atmosphere of the misted morning. I am surrounded within your weather but removed thousands of miles away.
Love,
Susan |
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| Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER |
1/19/2008 |
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What you need is a foghorn, so we wont loose you Eileen, somtimes it's best not to see to far , and pay more attention to what is close and inside, this is a good time, let the inner eye see instead.
Nice wrap around the scene with poetic words! Blessings!Jasmin Horst |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
1/19/2008 |
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This is vey peacful, I can sense the solitude, expressed beautifully!
Love, Christine
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
1/19/2008 |
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Powerful write and music, Eileen; brava! Beautiful picture, too!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten |
1/19/2008 |
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This opens my eyes to the ones who can't...and how, blindness enhances our senses...so to speak.
I often said, if I had to live without one of my senses, please God, never let it be my eyes! ...But, maybe, if I knew, if I could perceive even more...Can that be so bad, after all?
"They" say, when one sense looses it's ability, others take over! ...it seems you went there, still...
Excellent write Eileen!
Excellent!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~ |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bowling |
1/19/2008 |
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Beautiful write my friend, great imagery...very comforting write!
Blessings,
Joyce B. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
1/19/2008 |
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| There is always light at the end of the tunnel and in what you describe the sun burns away the mist and all is well again. Good positive poem for those of us caught in the blanket of life that fogs over us now and then. |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
1/19/2008 |
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| So well written I can visualize you sitting there, hunched over, sweater pulled tightly about you . . . Waiting for warmth . . . Excellent!!!!! |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
1/19/2008 |
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ET, such a aloneness in this poem, but a feeling of introspection. We always seem to be on the same wave length these days. I am enjoying my solitude and thank my higher spirit every day for my beautiful life, the amazing people here at AD, that have become such an intricate part of my daily living, and of course for my loving children, who make my life so very fulfilled.
See what your beautiful poem makes me do, feel grateful for being alive!
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V' |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
1/19/2008 |
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| wonderful description of being immersed in fog--well written |
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| Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg |
1/19/2008 |
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| we are expecting the fog to arrive here tomorrow along with single digit temps, lately i feel like i'm experiencing energy in waves and swirls, its a dizzying affect |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
1/19/2008 |
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Beautiful, haunting tune and verse: perfectly complimentary. Well done, Eileen.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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