Christmas Word Weaver
by stan n nassano
Thursday, December 23, 2010
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Christmas Word Weaver
There was a time
When words flowed like silken threads of honey
A tapestry of love and intricate ideas and laced designs
carried by a mysterious graceful force
to me ,then
blessing the reader with sentiments
birthed in life, bathed in pain and
shared experiences’ of isolation, loneliness , struggle and joy
yet there was also forged a unique
universal feeling of oneness ,that connective
bonding with all mankind. of shared humanity
Oh… to create [ steal or borrow from that wondrous heavenly golden snow globe] an emotional labyrinth of words
To maybe, again touch
Touching in some small way
Oh to be a true word weaver,…
Where words float descend from some higher plane
snowflakes drifting down
That us illiterate mortals can only dream of
musical notes danced into us, filling us…line by line
Now as I struggle to fill an empty canvas with doodles and scribbles
scratches……but still…waiting for the mysterious spark to return
to erase the clutter of meaningless of
naked jagged pen strokes, that create a
charcoal grey forest , devoid of meaning and feeling, a coldness
dissolved by the pains of time.
I know a time will come, for
soon it will be Christmas time ,a time of hope, gifts and giving..
The anguish removed in this season of love
A time of miracles, of a fresh winter snow
awaiting this word weaver
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|Reviewed by Amy Feemster
|The pallette becomes a diamond jewel of coldness sometimes, there is always light to be found, it glows within you awaiting the sounding of the bell to release and blossom. It is there Stan, in sharing your words it eases the coldness in me, it is there in you, look and you will see.|
|Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow
|Oh my friend... you have given me another reason to be so happy to be back.. I have so missed reading you!!
love, hugs, and many blessings,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|It seems to me that you have woven some wonderful verses here, Stan. Thank you for sharing them. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|Oh, but a true word-weaver you are!!
|Reviewed by jude forese
|weaved quite a colorful tapestry ...|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|A truly stunning and emotive poem Stan. Happy new year.|
|Reviewed by Axilea MU
|Something lost, something found. Dreaming of a lost connection to oneself and to the rest of humanity. This is what I feel when I read this piece, Stan. "Weaving" seams to be the right verb for this.
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Weave on, Stan. You do it so well.
Christmas becomes you. Enjoy.
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|I like to think that the weaving begins with one word, one scribble, one fleeting thought that you capture...then the dance begins and you have done a wonderful job with this poem,
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Stan, you have touched upon feelings that all word weavers go through. I myself, right at this very moment feel this same way. I am so burnt out from my job obligations, and personally lack that significant other, so I find myself unable to write at the moment.
Thank you for expressing exactly what my heart feels.
I wish for you a very Merry Christmas and a very blessed New Year!
Perhaps you have just sparked the inspiration for a poem for me. Thank you!
|Reviewed by The Poetess
|You are a wonderfully talented "word Weaver". This touched my heart.|