Books by Phyllis Jean Green
Talk about mixing metaphors! 'Ocean'
illogical, and my reference to fall puzzling-? Only excuse is what you might call the 'ocean of emotion' that threatens to overwhelm. Not quite ready to toss this. Let me know how you feel about it if you can find the time. Blessings. . .always, Pea
Sea All Colors
The hand in my hand is a drought
robbed creek once full to the brim.
Lesser droughts sapped, but you
fought them off. Too many counted
on swimming in your sparkling, free-
flowing personality and gift for
giving. Flowers kept volunteering
to climb your banks. How many
did you feed before that devastating
dry spell hit this fall? The brilliant
reds and kick-butt yellows against
cerulean you had such a passion for
quickly gave way to browns that
fogged gray. Now the hand in
my hand is going still. Creek's down
to mist-shrouded rock and shell.
Ruts that hard experience leaves.
I miss your sparkle, luv. Color!
Have to remind myself that you are
heading for a place where crystal
pure water flows year-round. Hope
diamond pale by comparison. Every
body of every kind is, as you liked
to say, fat and sassy. Did I say
creek? Ocean more like it. One
that flows into the Great Sea.
Hand in my hand has fallen asleep.
Flow on, sweet friend, flow on.
(c) Phyllis Jean Green, 2009
Angels That Care
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|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|Your words are as beautiful as the picture you share Phyllis. Thank you.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Great Hospice story, really true, really absorbing, realling interesting. What you describe up there I can wait for but not for long. My hubby has already gone there and is enjoying that great ocean and that flowing water of life.|
|Reviewed by J'nia Fowler
|A colorful and wonderful love story. One which I enjoyed very much. J'nia|
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|Phyllis Jean, your poem reaches down deeply into my emotions -- love, promise, peace and the trail of life flowing by, flood me with joy, and sorrow at the same time -- this is a special work my friend -- it is a keeper -- peace and love -- Jon Michael|
|Reviewed by Roger Ochs
|Fabulous imagery. Your creek is a stream of conciousness. Bravo!!|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Such vivid images and profound messages.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|this poem flows passion effortlessly ...|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
This is fine, very fine, and a keeper. Tender, beautiful imagery so appropriate.
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Don't you dare toss it, Phyl--this love story as only
you could write it. -gene.
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|beautiful, touching poem-i love it!|
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|So tender and emotional, Pea...beautifully written. In the past 6 months I have been thankful for the gentle care and kindness of all Hospice workers as they made my dear friends journey more comfortable.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|Such tender love in the reality of life's final blow. I am touched by your compassion and your belief in this persons influence on others. Isn't that what we really leave behind. How we made others feel. Excellent. Liz|
|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|TENDER WORDS OF ENDEARMENT THAT ATTEST TO THE INEVITABILITY OF BONDING THAT OCCURS BETWEEN A CARE GIVER AND THE ONE SHE CARES FOR. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Undone by the passion, the love in these poignant lines of impending loss - well done, (((Pea))). You know how to grab the reader and pull them in - as you have, me. Always.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A compassionate and compelling offering, Pea. I appreciate the feelings and the meaning expressed via your verses here. Love and blessings,