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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
9/13/2009 |
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| time with a twist of creative genius Jude -- I really enjoyed this marvelous write my friend -- peace and love -- Jon Michael |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
8/27/2009 |
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Love the way you bend time and space to meet your story's likening.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by SOULFUL SHEE G. Pulsing In Passionate Purple PassionS |
8/25/2009 |
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Strange how things like this "really do happen"
but a REASON 4 EVERYTHING!
Never! Give up when it feels so right....
You Excel in your writing style!
Great Poem Jude!
WRITE ON!
Blessings and Peace, Warrior Purple_Passions, SHEExooo |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge |
8/24/2009 |
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| Buy another ticket! Excellance as always Jude. |
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| Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson |
8/24/2009 |
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muh.....I'm sure most here (romantic, poetic, lovers) truly understands this, surely if not been through it personally
hitting the mark...yeah |
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| Reviewed by High Country Girl |
8/24/2009 |
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You lost yours...I feel like I never had one to start with...at times!
Emotions I can surely relate too.
Hope u can get on the same plane next time....
Ch'erie |
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| Reviewed by Douglas Bentley |
8/23/2009 |
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Forgot. . . .
Or by-passed. . . . . .
Reads like you want to have a parachute - just in case!
Creative poetry
Doug |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
8/23/2009 |
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| Ach... silly you!! :)) Missing connections are the darndest of things - whether in real-time, across time zones, or in and out of dreams' revolving doors. Reads like a romantic-thriller screenplay, leaving us all on tenterhooks - or, rather, mid-air! Good sustatined metaphor here, Kartero and a good pinch of tongue-in-cheek. Still, with the pyschic wavelengths and connections as you here describe them, lacing parallel lives together, guess some sort of tangible tapestry will result at some stage... Perhaps you're just viewing all the loose threads for now: the picture inside out. But, judging by the wide-armed welcome this write has already received, seems to me like you got quite A Ticket To Ride goin on anyhow! :)) Take care out there on the sandbar with old Puffing Billy and let me know if Mars gets anywhere within striking distance! :)) KameKaze Kate xx |
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| Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks |
8/23/2009 |
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Intentional or not, you have explained life and its hesitations (or is that my interpertations?). As always, clever writing, Jude!
Blessings and Love - Micke |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
8/22/2009 |
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Don't know how I missed this earlier, Jude, this wonderful poem.
John |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
8/22/2009 |
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| Long distance relationships can be such a .......well it can be very exciting too! It just depends on which direction the wind is blowing :-) As always your writing touches me. |
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| Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green |
8/22/2009 |
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| I love it. |
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| Reviewed by Carole Mathys |
8/22/2009 |
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You always express your thoughts so uniquely...excellent
Carole~ |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
8/22/2009 |
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Uniquely creative and well delivered. I particularly like: "indiscriminately passing through each other,
merging our minds through creative lore;
transforming touch through our molecule bending - "
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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
8/22/2009 |
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| Filled with a sence of loss and desolution. I like the way you have merged the emotions , creating something sad but poignant ...M |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
8/21/2009 |
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...we don't always cross paths..but yet may be on the same path....what an awesome poem Jude!!!
Christine |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
8/21/2009 |
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| well expressed and though there is a lightness to it-the heaviness is felt |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
8/21/2009 |
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| nice thoughts and wonderful metaphors... |
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| Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford |
8/21/2009 |
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You amaze me Jude. Always. The Ying and Yang of love you've depicted so exquisitely. Only your special talent could create this wonder. I've printed it out and have it above my computer desk; it touched me that deeply speaks to me in words I relate to so well.
In loving admiration I remain your devoted fan.
Marcia |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Mullan |
8/21/2009 |
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| Illuminating flux between the universe and paradox. Great poem. Thank you, DL |
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| Reviewed by Lori Moore |
8/21/2009 |
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| I often forget my boarding pass to enter that parallel universe. The depth of your creativity seems infinite. |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
8/21/2009 |
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perhaps we are scheduled to traverse parallel universes
and physic membranes,
indiscriminately passing through each other
As always, you provide such interesting concepts, Jude. I appreciate the metaphorical undertones of this poem as well. Love and peace,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Debra Bateman |
8/21/2009 |
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Great poem!
"perhaps we are scheduled to traverse parallel universes
and physic membranes,
indiscriminately passing through each other"
I loved it.
-Debra : ) |
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| Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone |
8/21/2009 |
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| it's always something...lol...love the thoughts of how many seem to just miss each other. So close yet so far away. Lady J |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
8/21/2009 |
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| Very nicely done, Jude. Being an old 'flyboy' this gave me some nostalgic memories. |
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| Reviewed by D Johnson |
8/21/2009 |
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Excellent flow with wonderful originality; but what I want to know is how did you get past the TSA buzzards?
Cheers,
Dan |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
8/21/2009 |
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Interesting write of twisted emotions or perhaps interwoven ones of desire yet fear of the unknown. All too often we "un"intenntinally forget our boarding passes to lifes events that may we may be wary of. Good write Jude.
fee |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
8/21/2009 |
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| This is so original, so beautiful, and your last stanza caused me to sigh a little...and to be honest, I was sad to see it come to an end. |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
8/21/2009 |
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Powerful feeling in this poem, Jude. Unrequited connections haunt. Hugs,
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Matthew Wright |
8/21/2009 |
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| Nice one. As ever, much conveyed with economy of words. |
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| Reviewed by Debashish Haar |
8/21/2009 |
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Another brilliant poem on what imagination can be or take shape. The allusion of parallel universes is adroitly expanded.
Debs |
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| Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER |
8/21/2009 |
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Take them dark glasses off my friend, the boarding pass is in your hands, still, the airline, on wings of angels, in your case anyway.
This write is beautiful and transcending my friend, I wish you peace and love! Jasmin Horst |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
8/21/2009 |
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Finding a way to get to that magnetic connection is not always a simple task. We know, inherently, that we must be with that being but at times, it seems near impossible to make that happen. It is easy to question our self and wonder if we are to blame by not believing or for fabricating something that really does not exist. The truth of the matter is that our heart knows its partner and the beat that is synchronized with our own. Beautiful metaphorical poetry, Jude.
Take care,
Sherry |
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| Reviewed by Tarek Hassan |
8/21/2009 |
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Jude it is ages since I communicated with you. What a lovely deep and perceptive vision. Scheduled to traverse parallel universes! Wonderful. "Indiscriminately passing through each other" I love this very much. Very moving. Thank you and take care.
Tarek Hassan |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
8/21/2009 |
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| Jude, you write a throught-provoking poem. This sounds like love "in absence". It reminded me of a friend I had years ago who was married to a big-wheel laywer. The story was he took jaunts in his plane down to the islands several times a year, and she would hire a plane to go find him, and they would pass each other going in opposite directions--and so the twain never met. |
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| Reviewed by Axilea Uzumcuoglu |
8/21/2009 |
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Jude I love the general idea and the metaphors of journeys made in space or time, present or future. It makes me see us humans as travelers meeting or eternally missing each other.
Your line "indiscriminately passing through each other" is very effective.
Axilea |
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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem * |
8/21/2009 |
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| well Robert you might have forgotten your boarding pass, but with your way with words, you could talk God back into putting us all back in the garden of ease, and you wouldn't have to say please |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
8/21/2009 |
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Parallel universes, infinite number of dimensions, planes like wavering lines touching each other now and then but never together...
Stopover...haven't we done that? we forgot or can't remember? which is which? Like a mad bard shouting, "mea culpa! mea culpa!"
Georg
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| Reviewed by Ankin Timourian |
8/20/2009 |
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Jude,
Usually instead of straight line my mind takes the zigzag road. This is worm and touching poem; I like the idea of two souls being compatible in celestial plane, which can be explained different ways.
Is it possible that the poem is about someone who recently arrived or entered into the Den, you felt attraction but never had the chance to welcome her
and now for many reasons you are trying to avoid stopover
. Possible scenario?? just kidding :-)
Nice work, Love Ankin
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
8/20/2009 |
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Meeting of the minds sequined with astral dust diverted into the trancing bubbles of a Pilsner at Happy Hour...lipsticked and rouged in cosmic collateral, there she be...her elusive shawl made from meteor shards and conchos of Saturn's rings...stopover is a fourth-dimensional diorama into the paranormal force field...
Sage |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
8/20/2009 |
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"I urge you to use the one way fare, that brings you to your desired destination. It is only a few moments away before you lose your chance. Fly the cosmos into passionate nights of unbridled energy, where the moon and the stars shine their light toward that journey of complete satisfaction and love."
Well I guess I like your poem, I was inspired to respond in this way. I don't know what came over me, perhaps it's the heat or a hot proposal of a journey to euphoria!
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" |
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