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brookside influences by Jon Michael Willey Saturday, August 25, 2012 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan Brookside, an intentioned climb to a view, storied or not. Within perspectives mystery is both donor and captor.
brookside influences an august moon is suspended low horse pen branch courses silently century oaks and hickories penetrate night air intoxicated with dampness amphibian croaks merge coarsely with cicadas grinding out their ancient winged cacophony buttery moonlight oozes lazy amid branched views shadows sway and beckon from the weeping willow i seek the how to coerce knockouts to bloom more the new day looms expectant of an unfurling display thorny threats of reprisal resonate in my night ears my thoughts race far away to a jersey shore place where destiny marches in clinical halls, a friendship calls concern and love are seated side by each, not upon a beach i seek with a voracious appetite the stratum of peace, it’s illusive in a parallel pathway I frequent it exists, yet beyond my grasp i know its essence, desire, cherish its perquisites, a view once held a mounted warrior in relentless pursuit of my joy is frustration age and experience skew perspectives and leave a cynical taste only friendship is able to scrutinize, shape, and aid my reformation note; knockouts are a variety of roses

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Reviewed by Regis Auffray	9/21/2012

only friendship is able to scrutinize, shape, and aid my reformation I love your offering but particularly that verse. Friendship and love born from it is a treasure. Thank you, Jon. Love and peace, friend, Regis




Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)	9/18/2012

The gentle flow of this poem soothes the soul like a morning sun. Great work, Jon. A pleasure to read you.




Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson	9/4/2012

Great visuals with a much deeper meaning......M




Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner	9/3/2012

GORGEOUS, Jon. Powerfully penned. Well done. It's been far too long since I stopped in -- forgive me? (((HUGS))) and love, Karla.




Reviewed by Christine Tsen	8/29/2012

What effusive beautiful writing this is, Jon, on many levels! I especially love the easy way you convey deep emotion. Oh, your book is on the way at last! Blessings, Christine




Reviewed by Liana Margiva	8/27/2012

EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS ONE OF YOUR BEST POEMS, DEAR JON!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva




Reviewed by Ronald Hull	8/27/2012

I read of this nightly dreams and schemes, reflecting on the now and the when. As well did and well done, my friend. Ron




Reviewed by John Flanagan	8/25/2012

here's a finely tuned mind at work but even more significantly for me an excellent caring heart with the ability to deliver at the highest level, the wordsmithing is second to none - "buttery moonlight" - how good that is! "my thoughts race far away to a jersey shore place..." is highly personal and touching, i know what bothers you here, your fears for a beloved friend, friend to you and me and to so many others.. and the final six lines have such deep longing, the soul calling out; i understand the 'cynical taste' but there is salvation in friendship stay strong, Jon, My Friend, john




Reviewed by Christine Alwin	8/25/2012

Peacful beauty, how the mind is carried down this brook and beyond, you took us with, stunning and deep~ topped off with the image of a knockout! Christine




Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER	8/25/2012

And yet all is one and perfectly contained therin, you certainly painted a great canvas, and framed it well Jon. Blessings!




Reviewed by Vivian Dawson	8/25/2012

So stunning be a brookside Jon Michael but I could hear it talk through your journey of plenty.... Lady Vivian




Reviewed by Joyce Bell	8/25/2012

THIS WORK SEEMS TO FIND ONE IN AN ATMOSPHERE THAT ENGULFS THEIR PLACE IN TIME, HOLDING ONE'S IMAGINATION AND DREAMS CAPTIVE...YET, AT THE SAME TIME, RELEASING THEM TO FIND AN EVEN GREATER PEACEFUL INNER SANCTUM. A MOST REMARKABLE WORK. THANKS FOR SHARING, JON. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS




Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger	8/25/2012

Jon ~ Brilliant poem to the stratum peace you desire and cherish. Lady Mary Ann




Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart	8/25/2012

Jon you are such an amazing poet, original and always unique. Why does that stratum seem so illusive for many of us?