Recent Reviews for jeff potter
I fell on the Rock (Poetry) - 11/1/2010 5:38:35 PM|
Broken, to be mended. How beautiful.
I fell on the Rock (Poetry) - 10/28/2010 8:27:27 AM
And such massive font proves it too,,lol great write Jeff'
I fell on the Rock (Poetry) - 10/28/2010 7:38:58 AM
Enjoyed this candid moment of poetry Jeff ~
Watery Grave (Poetry) - 9/24/2010 1:25:27 AM
BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Nothing ventured nothing gained (Poetry) - 8/7/2008 4:38:24 PM
Nicely written and so sweet too and you are so right, "nothing ventured, nothing gained....
Be always safe,
I'm not bragging (Poetry) - 7/10/2008 5:23:25 PM
Facing our fears gives us the courage to move forward against all odds.....
Be always safe,
I'm not bragging (Poetry) - 7/10/2008 7:33:19 AM
Funny but I can only think of 2 instances where we're told to "take" an emotion "take courage" being one of them and we're often told to "take care" never to take fear of take happiness etc. It's like it's up to us us to initiate. Really encouraged by your remark Edwin Take care and keep taking courage
I'm not bragging (Poetry) - 7/10/2008 3:46:13 AM
Hey Jeff,there is nothing wrong with being scared.Everybody is scared of something.I can honestly say that I used to feel that way you express in your poem.I really didn't like going outside because I was self-conscious about myself and about what people think of me.That was when I was a teenager.Now I go out and enjoy what this world and what life has to offer.Life is too short to be concerned about what people think about me.I commend you for admitting that you are still scared but yet have the courage to go out.That is brave of you to do even though I know it wasn't easy.I really have no idea who said that quote at the end of your poem.I enjoy reading this poem very much.take care
Self denial (Poetry) - 11/21/2007 8:43:08 AM
The switch from second person to first person by the final verse reveals that the denial has its roots in personal pain and regret. Yet by the final line, redemption in the form of your love for the most important person(s) in your life rises to the fore. In so doing,reminds you of its triumphant potency in the face of adversity.
From behind the drawn curtains I personaly tend to be brutaly frank with myself, cruel even, anything, however painful it is, to get me to listen to my conscience rather than my hedonistic instincts - bastards that they are.
Self denial (Poetry) - 11/2/2007 4:15:58 PM
This is an outstanding write that pumps pain directly to the heart
nuthing nuthing no one can do
to stop me from loving you
Tamarisk tree (Poetry) - 7/28/2007 6:12:32 AM
OMG~ I loveeeeeeeeee this!
The sweet serenity of TWO!
and warm and exciting soft and colorful view
YOU painted so well, in imagery form Jeff!
Warm Light, Love, Happiness and Inner PEACE! Warrior PURPLE Lady Sheeeoox
P.s. This is just so beautiful and heartfelt, I love your chosen words too!
Yes I (Poetry) - 7/28/2007 6:09:43 AM
WHat a true BLESSING JEFF!
STAnd TAll my friend!
WArm Light, Love,Happiness and Inner PEACE!
WArmly, PURPLE Lady Sheeeoox
He shall forgive, when you forgive of thyself - Growth Within - Another fine blessing!
Aftermath (Poetry) - 7/28/2007 6:06:40 AM
NO truer words could be spoken/written!
Thank you Jeff!
STAy SAFE! 911 - Is etched in our minds/hearts forever, this is just another startling sad memory!
DEEPLY intense (sad but true of life) write!
WArmest Blessings of Light, Love and Happiness! Warrior PURPLE Lady Sheeeoox
Once more (Poetry) - 5/9/2007 1:30:52 PM
Indeed, Jeff, being there is everything. How we miss the point by being reticent, perhaps, to be so because of our fear of inadequacy and uselessness or helplessness. But, by just being present, we come alongside the person in distress, in effect, saying we know and care about what it is they are going through, even if we have no answers... The lamp of faith you speak of stands in the dark and shines the light, attracting help, drawing attention, basically saying that the situation is IMPORTANT and deserving of notice and attention. We can have faith in God or whatever for the outcome, sure... but equally important is the having faith in the person and in the value of their plight. Such is true friendship, and your five epigrammic lines have produced the swollen seed of thoughtfulness in me. Thanks for the bountiful provocation. You give fresh meaning to the old adage about a friend in need. Bless you and thank you. Kate xx
White Satin (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 7:32:45 PM
This write is just filled with the fragrance of passionate sweet love. Enjoyed.
Nemesis (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 12:30:09 PM
Azure is a serene colour. The storm clouds have dispersed. Yet there appears to be a rumbling in the distant memory, a threatening thunderstorm. Are those dark clouds of yesteryear gathering? Are they being summoned by Nemesis?
Play about with love? Sounds like someone is still walking across a lake covered in ice.
White Satin (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 12:18:50 PM
Such fragrant satin draped memories are a rich bed of spices upon which to undress and indulge the naked aroused senses.
Intoxicating by the heartbeat
White Satin (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 8:56:01 AM
Jeff, good write...loved the picture to.
White Satin (Poetry) - 5/7/2007 6:29:35 AM
Nemesis (Poetry) - 5/4/2007 6:36:34 PM
Sounds like therapy to me pal, cheer up there are plenty cave women worth clubbing!
Worship (Poetry) - 3/26/2007 12:22:14 PM
... and the feathers of their wings are the flutterings we feel in our heart with the rush of it all... Fantastic visual and delightful spiritual enlightenment and experience. This soars like the quickening of a foetus in the womb... not that you would know about that, but such is spiritual truth.... probably in the coilus for the blokes... like where the streams of living water of the spirit are said to come from. Like this much. TY jeff. Kate xx
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 6:32:54 PM
Another amazing poem showing deep appreciation and acceptance of God's marvelous grace. I've already sent it to my library. I love this one!
Worship (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 6:27:21 PM
This is so short, yet so wonderful! The picture is inspiring in itself. A tender thought of praise becomes a chorus rising in our souls, changing our perspective, changing us!
Extremely uplifting writing!!
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 4:25:40 PM
Jeff, I am blowed away daily with his awesome sacrifice and love for all of us.... This is a keeper for me.... Thank you for sharing the wealth of his love within this poem. Loved art too..
Self-sacrifice for humankind pierces my heart and blows my mind you break the bonds say ‘free to go’ eternal lover of my soul”"
Worship (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 2:38:46 PM
Glorious!!!!! Such beauty in image and thought: well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Worship (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 12:05:49 PM
A simplicity of words that say so much! I could have heard ten thousand angels sings; oh, the beauty in all that He has blessed us with...God is great!
Reckless (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 11:51:26 AM
Another Powerful work on Love
"Well irresistable force meet immovable object proverbial Empress I'll be your subject you be the rocks and I'll be the waves and I'll hurl myself forward 'til I'm cold in my grave""
Excellent work Jesff..
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 11:49:41 AM
A fan of Dais work am I.. This poem has such deep depth and concious lessons of the subconcious wonderful work A piece that could be read over and over to gleams each message within the seams of a perfect poem...
Worship (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 11:47:34 AM
Welcome to the Boards of A.D. Jeff, This art you chose is glorious but the poem message for me is so awesome as God is awesome... I have learned that when we praise our God the Angels he has in the earth watching his children look for the praises of love and worship from their lips you confirmed once more the pure blessing we bestow upon him when we praise and the angels join in with us................BEautiful simple as God loves simple it is always most effective giving him Glory...
Worship (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 9:10:53 AM
You got it! That's exactly what I was trying to say
Worship (Poetry) - 3/24/2007 8:01:43 AM
Scripture reminds us that God entered into the praises of Israel. From this we deduce that He - and the angels - also enters into our praise and worship.
'As the song passes our lips' even from our hearts - ten thousand angels sing.
In a sense, a wee gathering of about 20 in a hall and singing praise is actually a gathering of 10,020! Yea verilly.
Amen te ye
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/20/2007 2:11:50 PM
My goodness, Jeff... this rattles so many of my own bars I feel like I'm playing Rule Britannia on the xylophone!! (Do I qualify as the over-anxious mother or the over-talkative daughter??!) I am perceived to be a fairly well-balanced, strong, resiliant and humourous individual, but oh the dark roots, in spite of my deep faith and received personal healing! And, actually, I can blame nothing more than a fairly weird succession of life events for this state of affairs, none of which have quite been of the dimension of severity you speak of here...
But the pain! Both as victim and mother/wife/daughter/closest friend! Whichever side of the particular fence you find yourself on at the time, the empathy of pain resonates and the up-build of "irrational, disproportionate anger" is seemingly uncontrollable. I feel for you in this.
I will cease rambling but I admire your ability to commit this so clearly to paper. I do hope you feel a catharsis in so doing. And thank you for lifting yet another layer from my own load with this uncovering.
I pray that both your daughter and yourself might enjoy ultimate freedom and cleansing from this deep emotional and physical wounding. My own journey has only just begun, really, through the acknowledgement of pain's existence through the writing out of it. Although the journey may be long, it is effective and sure.
Bless you - and love the honesty in your Biog Notes. Tis refreshing! :)) TY K xx
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/20/2007 9:39:01 AM
Course Gods love can be impetuous; you've never felt ravished by Gods love?
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/18/2007 8:45:16 AM
Figureatively speaking, I guess salvation is our lover, in the purist sense.
'impetuous lover of my soul'
Can God's love be impetuous?
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/17/2007 5:50:53 PM
Inspiring, beautiful verse, Jeff, well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Needed this today. Thanks.
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/17/2007 5:32:11 PM
This is a reminder to this reader to keep the faith and never give in...great write.
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/17/2007 11:44:33 AM
A fine testimonial of your faith, Jeff. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,
Lover of my soul (Poetry) - 3/17/2007 11:09:16 AM
Yes, God is always there to wipe the slate clean. Thanks for reminding us of this. I admire your poetry, Jeff.
Many blessings to you,
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/15/2007 11:24:45 AM
Suddenly, there is a chill in the air: this one is powefully effective and vividly felt. I n c r e d i b l e lines. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Aftermath (Poetry) - 3/15/2007 11:22:52 AM
Stark imagery in so few words: the impact will linger on the retinas for a while after being read. Like our images of 9/11 that seared our brains......well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/15/2007 7:42:16 AM
I'm close to my dad and this poem clearly shows how strong the bond between father and daughter can be. I understand from the words what has happened, a repulsive act. Your honest words express how the emotions churning you up inside can cause so many thoughts to fire through your mind from intense anger to utter sorrow. It also shows how we often typically put a brave face on. Your poem, though horrifying, is also touching because of the love and care shown.
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/14/2007 2:27:45 PM
I knew you'd understand Dave...Bill, Linda, Karla thanks for caring and taking the time to read
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/14/2007 10:07:04 AM
Very few things are more precious than a father/daughter relationship.
When this bond is brutalised by a beast, I, as a father, can barely comprehend the pain you are feeling and the rage fermenting inside against the perpatrator. Nor can I begin to imagine the sudden vulnerability of your precious bond.
'I suppose that depends.'
We're human and endemic of our humanness is, amongst other attributes, anger, a trait that feeds the hunger of vengeance.
It's an incredibly testing menu.
My thoughts are with you and your daughter.
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/14/2007 9:00:46 AM
Wow Jeff! Reality and pain.....truth......There is healing in the courage to release demons through our words......
Peace my friend,
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/14/2007 7:55:39 AM
This touched my heart so deeply. I can understand your feelings. I also suffer depression brought on by the effects of others. Jeff, I admire you for getting the help you need. I admire you for standing up and fighting for your very sanity. Keep writing Jeff, because it helps get the anger out. I salute you.
Clinically depressed (Poetry) - 3/14/2007 7:44:53 AM
(((HUGS))) this one hurts. You and I on the same page, kind of--you with depression, me with phobic fear of storms. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/13/2007 4:41:48 AM
This is truly thought provoking and full of incredible imagery.
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/12/2007 2:52:38 PM
wow deep with much feelings
(i love these kinds of poems)
dark images cold and wet
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/11/2007 2:52:52 AM
I often meander along a blank canvas in search of a sensation upon which to drop my intuitive anchor. My canvas only has the dark background painted. Submerged within this is my periodical frayed brush strokes of darker still pessimism. Occasionally, with brush in my other hand, a face appears that blossoms into optimism.
I had to walk alongside you here, Jeff.
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/10/2007 5:22:57 PM
thought provoking content and imagery successfully bring this poem into the surface of subconscious emotion, jeff ...
Reckless (Poetry) - 3/10/2007 10:06:17 AM
"Love" is indeed an incredible force, Jeff. You express this most effectively here. Someone described to me "true" love this way:
"Love has a different tune: I love you, therefore you are free to do as you wish. My love says you cannot do any wrong in my sight. My love says you cannot hurt me for it would not wish to make you responsible for the way I feel. My love says I am here for you if you want me, or I can be gone if that is what you wish. My love does not depend on your performance to exist - it depends entirely on a choice I make, moment by moment. My love accepts that you may even come to hate me for what I am and it is strong enough not to compromise itself to please you. My love cannot be manipulated. My capacity to love is infinite and is not bound by your feelings or desires."
Thank you for sharing your perspective. Love and peace,
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/10/2007 10:04:09 AM
The imagery that you have chosen serves to emphasize the meaning of this write, Jeff. Thanks for sharing. Love and peace,
Subconscious (Poetry) - 3/10/2007 6:10:18 AM
Subconscious is a thought provoking write.
Reckless (Poetry) - 3/9/2007 10:46:38 AM
An intensely adjectival personication of love. 'Irresitable force' meets 'immovable oject': love hate relationship based on past experience, only revealing the emotions from A to B? Which all adds up to the coldness and nakedness of the grave.
Ashes (Poetry) - 3/9/2007 7:52:38 AM
just spent an absorbing half-hour looking at your Poetry and came away deeply moved
Once more (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 1:34:47 PM
I love the allusion to "true" friendship coming to the rescue. Thank you, Jeff. Love and peace,
Ashes (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 1:33:40 PM
I do not think you need to add to this, Jeff. I think the message, as Dai alludes to, can be inferred. Thank you. Love and peace,
Aftermath (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 1:32:06 PM
A powerful message, Jeff. I appreciate the economy of words that can create such an impact. Love and peace to you,
Ashes (Poetry) - 3/7/2007 10:52:40 AM
It is always an indeed pleasure to read such fine well written artistic worksuch as this. I admire your strength and ability to put this together so with that said just write on poet.
Ashes (Poetry) - 3/7/2007 10:11:36 AM
'Left undisturbed to dream… and rise another day'
Inferrence will do the adding, Jeff.
This line brings closure, yet also opens the way for hope...
A millenia of memories only a small pile of ashes high? Poignant thought.
A short but profound verse.
Once more (Poetry) - 3/6/2007 12:23:39 PM
Aftermath (Poetry) - 3/6/2007 6:46:53 AM
She didn't mate, the image of her last repose formed inside my head and will lie there for eternity. Thanks for commenting bro
Aftermath (Poetry) - 3/5/2007 2:04:54 PM
Great poetic message.
Aftermath (Poetry) - 3/5/2007 1:42:36 PM
...the copper extinguished his fag.
He exhaled the girl's description in a puff of stale tobacco smoke.
In so doing, she evaporated into the polluted air.