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| Reviewed by ~Indigo~ Elga |
8/6/2005 |
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Dear Jude
A warm and endearing write. May your written words be transformed into the perfect key of communication. Beautifully written a perfect gem, Jude.
warm hugs
Elga |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
8/4/2005 |
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| Promise? :-) |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
8/4/2005 |
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What we had heerre, was a failaa to communicate. Very clear now. ;-)
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Nordette Adams |
8/3/2005 |
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Ha! Dumpling, I'd like to see you try it. You? Conform, submit? Never. ;-)
Great poem. ~~Nordette |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
8/3/2005 |
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passionate verbosity has its place in the cosmic scheme of things...
always a treasured pleasure, Sir Ace.
peace,
Carolyn |
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| Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic |
8/3/2005 |
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I like this Jude..I wonder if I'll ever experience being whispered to..indeed my earlobes would die of schock..having never had such wonders transpire in THIS life scenario..three cheers for hope (coz you never know ..I may get that lucky.)
Exceptional poem..saved this one..ty Jude.
Vesna*
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
8/3/2005 |
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Robert,
If we only wrote what others wanted us too...Then we wouldn't be authors. We would be nothing more than the puppets for other's intentions.
They don't have to like it...but it should never stop you from writing it.
Lisa |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Richerson |
8/2/2005 |
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| this just cracks me up coming from you, Jude. now, in your next poem I'm sure you will enlighten us even further. may the poet-gods always shine on you. ;) |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
8/2/2005 |
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As soon as I hear that bloody word oscillating, and frequencies HTz it takes me back to college, many boring hours reading electricity on those darn oscillators..
Infact not only an electric poem, but many electric terms used too.
Next time I will be more consistent
In changing my perspective ....
Huh, some paradox or oxymoron. Kinda humourous....
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| Reviewed by Emeka Nwogu |
8/2/2005 |
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What about getting our feet dance to the lyrics of this offering.
Make us tap our feet
Nod our heads,
And raise a glass for beauty that poetry brings.
Wonderful write, my friend. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
8/2/2005 |
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And transform our emotional frequencies
Into oscillating surges of communication
Passionately verbose
Sounds like it will be quite a power surge, Jude! |
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| Reviewed by Pacific Ink (Reader) |
8/2/2005 |
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This is an organic poem, endowing communication a life of its own...a good overall personification! That ending looks a bit "overkill", could have left to the reader after the penultimate line! (extended metaphor is stretched a little extra, I suppose). I liked this atmospheric rendition, Poet!
Pacific Ink |
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| Reviewed by Carole Mathys |
8/2/2005 |
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Stunningly sensual Jude!
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| Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope) |
8/2/2005 |
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| Woooooooooooooooooooow how hot poem is. This is a romantic/sexy write which can blow away everybody. |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
8/2/2005 |
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There are so many levels of communication, body, soul, mind, spirit, but all can seem like an illusion if they are not supported by the verbal encouragement, that what we sense and believe to be true, is indeed correct. In a way, we second guess the feelings of another judged by the feelings we give to our self and that we feel for the other. Such a tender recognition of this human need is expressed beautifully within your verses. Wonderful work, Jude!
Take care,
Sherry |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
8/2/2005 |
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Glad you got rid of that indigestion,word master!;-)
Brilliant poem Jude!
Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Peter Paton |
8/2/2005 |
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We shouldn't need to clarify or telegraph our thoughts and intentions in life Ace !
If someone dozen't like it , then that is too bad !
Be secure within yourself
Peter |
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| Reviewed by ~ Chanti |
8/2/2005 |
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This is an example of how people may interpret what they read differently. I personally found this to be a sensual write and deeply touching. For me it related to the need for sensitivity to the needs of a loved one - a desire to communicate on all levels.
We have been given many forms of communication, most non-verbal. Through our writing, we communicate in a powerful way. However,verbal communcation is a vital skill. In its finest form, it is the ability to convey thoughts in a such a way that others receive them and interpret them in the way you intended.
Poetry, however, will always be open to personal interpretation when the poet is not known to you. The danger is in believing that you understand someone based on what they write. Heavens forbid that anyone should read all my poetry and erroneously believe that all of it is written from my own personal perspective. I often write from other perspectives (putting myself in the shoes of another) and in this way I feel that I am able to broaden my outlook.
You have such a gift Jude. I can't say that I love all of your work because that would be a lie. I think that you display incredible skill in all that you produce but some of it reaches deeper and speaks to me, while some of it doesn't touch in that special way. This is one that spoke volumes. Thank you!
~Chanti~ |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
8/2/2005 |
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Right on Jude, rightous, and not sure who it is aimed at but I think they no doubt got the message loud and clear. Viva la difference between honest critic and ignorant judgement.
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Roger Ochs |
8/2/2005 |
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| What an elegant way to say "I f**ked up." |
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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
8/2/2005 |
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| well done |
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| Reviewed by Leah Wilson |
8/2/2005 |
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| hmmm....all this "The next time"? I read this several times. I really liked this! Very catchy phrases you have penned! Leah |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
8/2/2005 |
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| Well, somebody's ears are burning, then... clever use of "oscillating" in view of them little bones that bounce around inside the shell-like, creating the vibrating sound against the drum. Takes me back to Spanish flamenco, somehow, with the clacking heels and the castanets. Like, too, the apparent paradox in conforming to the inconsistent - guess that's the life of Poetry for you! Yep, a cute little curly conch of a write from your dream beach of poetry and one to keep the fires stoked... The luffing of sails as they catch the winds of new direction is one of the most stirring sounds a soul can hear, I think. Inspiring, thank you! It suddenly seems like we are back in the steady waters of "Jude-speak"; I wouldn't have been able to pin-point the style of your voice, particularly, except that this is it, I think. Obviously I know it when I see it! LOL Kate xx |
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