|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|...AHHH...BUT WHAT A RELIEF THESE IMAGES ARE, IF ONLY FOR THE MOMENTS...WHAT SPLENDOR, IF ONLY FOR A SHORT TIME...THE BLESSINGS OF...'PERCHANCE TO DREAM'...YES, IF JUST FOR A 'SLIVER' OF ITS EXISTENCE...A 'TASTE' OF THE REALITY ONCE HAD AND NOW SO, YEARNED FOR AND...UPON MY AWAKENING...KEPT SAFE...UNTIL I DECIDE TO RETURN...NO MORE. PROFOUND, AS ALWAYS, AMOR. THANK YOU FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Inspire Hope
|Beautiful Poetry Amor....appreciate your honesty!
Blessings and may the Lord strengthen and keep
you! Be encouraged and continue to write!
|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|Written with great emotional depth and feeling...I can feel your pain and longing for love that you have lost.The poem draws the reader into it..M
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Oh my beautiful writing sweet man...sighhh...stay safe and well..Hugsss|
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|Very dreamy. For me, there seemed to be a sense of anxiety until you found her. Then safety...security? Maybe it's all in the way I read it. The flow carried me like a river would:)
|Reviewed by Don Juan Amante
|brilliance once again! is pleasure worth the suffering? probably|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|A vivid description of the trap of an erotic dream. Not quite nailed down, like a dream, itself. Creative take that's hard to put to music.
|Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
|memories lining inside each word
visiting our dreams
you awaken us all inside emotion
and our personal moments which live
inside us & inside our objects of affection
(or even inside our losses)
time capsules embracing
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Amor this is such a profound poem. Poetic, philisophical introspection of a wise man who feels he is not. The older we get the wiser we become and the more we realize we know so little. One of your very best poems because it has such incredible depth of intellect and soul. Stay enveloped in her love.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Amor, you have woven words of ephemeral images that wax and wane through metaphorical mystery in a superb poem of the hearts longing!
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|Myriad, and beautiful imagery...
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|It's almost as if I could hear a pin drop inside my quietened mind, reading this breathtaking stream of consciousness, Amor; yet, by the end, my heartbeat was pounding against my eardrums! Such is the effect that is "caught" by a wrapped reader of a Romeo-esque meditation, wandering the neural and cerebral synapses that habitually lead to only one place: the light that is the sun of his love, his Juliet. This reads like a lucid, out-of-the-body dream or experience awake or/and asleep. When heart and mind are so focussed, they sleepwalk through light and dark as if hypnotically engaged. This reads like a beautiful, captivating fragrance that lingers although impossible to hold. xx|
|Reviewed by TONY NERONE
|Beautiful words and sentiments too.
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|"I am enveloped by these impressions leaving me lost
within a framework of indelible heartbeats and cries
laced over by the pondering of what powers this love
left reeling by the realization of what the heart craves
knowing that it escapes me in the moment I am awake "
Yes these are powerful, magical words, Amor...Dreams can be very intoxicating..and also very telling. Keep dreaming and let your heart lead your way. If it is meant to be it will...
Beautiful poetry, you have not lost your touch at all.
Peace, love and light,
|Reviewed by Chessly Nesci
|Such beautiful words that would sweep anyone off their feet. Hope those images come alive everytime you dream. Very romantic! Take care,~Chessly|
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Nicely done, my friend.|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|I love the way this keeps moving, keeps rushing headlong toward the rapids and then crashes on the dry land of reality. Let her see this poem and I'm betting she'll be yours.
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|If Virginia Woolf had written poetry instead of novels
i imagine it would be close to this
in depth and self-becoming;
this is a work of first-rate intellect and heart.
|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|dream or non-dream dancing with the shadows is sensually kinetic.|