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Recent Reviews for Jon Michael Willey
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Poets' Designs On Parchment Moons (Book) - 6/25/2012 7:53:05 AM
Poets' Designs on Paper Moons is a collaboration between Mathys and Willey. Both poets started late in life but have come a long way with the help of two seasoned mentor poets who also provided poetry for the book.
Poets' Designs is a love affair between poets and poetry. Cast in the modernist style of free verse sans punctuation, the focus is on image and emotion. The poets carry this off very well by a range of poems about life's most important moments—snapshots with a fine pen. Especially touching is the comparing of the elderly at a nursing home lined up along the wall with a row of old boots filled with memories of life's walk. Whether it be the seashore, the mountain top, first love, or last love, the seasons, nostalgia, or fate, Poets' Designs has a poem to meet your taste. Once you've read one of these enlightening poems, you'll want to read more.
Poets' Designs On Parchment Moons (Book) - 6/5/2012 5:27:41 AM
I am looking forward to it, Congratulations!!!!!! Jasmin Horst
Poets' Designs On Parchment Moons (Book) - 6/5/2012 3:00:04 AM
Congratulations, Jon and Carole,
a splendid achievement!
Ever Your Friend
john
Poets' Designs On Parchment Moons (Book) - 6/4/2012 10:49:16 PM
Blessings of success be yours
*Jon Michael*
Lady Vivian
Poets' Designs On Parchment Moons (Book) - 6/4/2012 6:36:57 PM
"Poets' Designs On Parchment Moons" is a wonderful blending of two genuine and wise poetic voices. To me it is a heart-warming collection, powerful and generous, and even more so for being dedicated to two other brilliant poets, the very irresistible John Flanagan and Gene Williamson. I am so glad I have my copy! Congratulations Jon Michael and Carole on this wonderful book!
Christine Tsen
Piquancy of Poetry (Book) - 10/10/2010 11:38:28 AM
A book of lilting, wistful poetry filled with fresh and uplifting perspective ~ from an author of great heart.
Reviewed by Christine Tsen
Piquancy of Poetry (Book) - 2/24/2008 7:50:18 AM
Ouch! Delightful, poignant write!
Shadows of Substance (Article) - 8/3/2010 9:16:53 AM
Thank you for sharing this review, Jon. I appreciate it. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Shadows of Substance (Article) - 2/21/2010 9:26:29 AM
But, what is it about? Characters need a story or it is just continuous soap opera. I sense there is a good story, but you left it out of this marvelous review.
Ron
Shadows of Substance (Article) - 2/20/2010 2:49:37 AM
It is on my list, Jon, as is your poetry collection. I am so far behind on my reading, thanks to my writing. lol. An excellent review of John's book. Two of his many talents are character development in such a short span and rich imagery that lets us 'see' a scene. I'm glad you emphasized these things in your review. Hugs,
Sheila
Shadows of Substance (Article) - 2/16/2010 8:00:47 AM
It is an excellent read Jon Michael, I read it several months ago...
peace and love, Carole~
Friends of my Past (Poetry) - 5/14/2013 1:09:20 PM
A fine tribute to friends and friendship, Jon. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Sparrow (Poetry) - 4/9/2013 3:05:53 PM
There is a light, flitting quality to this piece befitting the sparrows' hops and sideward glances. I imagine you reciting this poem to them as they tilt their heads in earnest attention and heartfelt appreciation.
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 12:39:48 PM
'...HIS EYES ARE ON THE SPARROW AND I KNOW HE WATCHES ME...' I LOVE HOW THIS WORK REMINDED ME OF THAT BEAUTIFUL HYMN. THANK YOU, JOHN. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/23/2013 9:08:04 AM
A lovely ode to the sparrow, Jon. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 6:30:21 AM
Wow...I read with winged enticement! The subtlety of these words helps my imagination to see this in the lives of others I know.
Enjoyed!
Teresa
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 4:03:57 AM
Good images, I love the way you have described the sparrow and it's surroundings....M
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/20/2013 6:11:10 AM
An exquisite tribute to one who has flown away on her new wings. Just so touching Jon.
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/20/2013 5:44:39 AM
Jon,
A beautiful picture of a sparrow painted by your verses! Loved this!
Blessings,
+Linda
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/19/2013 7:48:32 AM
Only one thing is missing here in this wondrous description of sparrow. When I was a child hanging around barns, I would continually hear the twitter of sparrows in the eaves and hay have mow, communicating loudly in their little village in the barn. From that I would take that sparrows are very gregarious and constantly in touch almost like the Twitterers of today.
Ron
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 9:31:27 PM
Wondrous dedication wrought
of delicacy for her rapture!
Lady Vivian
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 6:01:15 PM
Catullus, Donne, Burns, Emerson and many others
have written about small creatures we often overlook;
it takes more than a keen eye to write as they and you do,
it takes heart and sensitivity and a generous overview
that even the littlest have a rightful place and are worthy
of celebration;
i'm sure Ms Johnson will be proud of the dedication
and why not?
Fine work, Jon, My Friend.
john
a mother's life (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 9:48:01 AM
~Jon Michael~
Exquisit the rythum of a mother's love.
Tenderness you share in this lovely piece.
Lady Mary Ann
drams of relief (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 9:42:32 AM
~Jon Michael~
Lost the souls in this languishing drams of relief.
Exhaling!! Excellent visuals.
Lady Mary Ann
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 9:29:09 AM
~Jon Michael~
Delightful fragile and tuneful the "Sparrow"..for his eye is on the
sparrow and I know he watches me..love to sing this hymn..
A lovely tritube.
Lady Mary Ann
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 8:38:55 AM
Rhythm and rhyme is pleasurable in this quiety museful poem.
Such lovely visuals evoked!
Blessings, xx
Christine
Sparrow (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 8:25:30 AM
Jon, my friend, you have painted a wonderful picture of Mr. Sparrow, in all his grandeur.
Cheers,
Dan
Life's Door (Poetry) - 3/10/2013 11:12:07 AM
Your verses certainly awaken my thought process, Jon. Thank you for sharing this philosophical outlook. Love and peace to you,
Regis
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/25/2013 2:00:23 PM
I, too, love the line, "exhaling her microphone smells like the top of a wet bar..." You are a keen observer, a compassionate soul, an empath of sorts, dear Jon Michael. You have managed to evoke from your readers a perfectly intertwined set/range of emotions. I feel all the colors, swirling side by side, in a ball of pure understanding. Yet, I sense that understanding does not necessarily equate to approval.
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 2/23/2013 3:04:35 AM
VERY BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/20/2013 9:35:42 AM
I've read it several times Jon and seem to get more shades of meaning each time. So sad that the only relief some can find is in drams or grams.
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/19/2013 7:09:38 PM
You certainly provide me with substance to reflect upon, Jon; you have recreated the "ambiance" and all that flows from it very effectively. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Regis
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/19/2013 11:04:10 AM
What a hoot.....gotta love it.
Well done Jon.
Walt
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/19/2013 7:35:29 AM
Your choice of both reality words and metaphors renders an even greater sub-textual testimony to the duplicitous nature of images...especially those we tend to immortalize for irrational reasons. An inspiring piece of poetry.
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/18/2013 10:08:26 PM
Literary justice you have
written for such sadness
Lady Vivian
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/18/2013 5:28:03 AM
"...exhaling her microphone smells like the top of a wet bar..."
is one of those lines fellow poets envy, a standout expression
and perfect in the context, but it's not all that's here, no poem
stands on one line alone..in a milieu of drink we seek comfort
and pretence even when we know it is pretence and float on those
'clouds of wonder' wondering if we'll be lucky to find ourselves
and someone else who's true into the bargain;
your delivery, Jon, My Friend, takes no prisoners and yet there is compassion here and your usual great understanding of the flawed human condition
kudos!
john
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/18/2013 5:04:21 AM
A perfect description of the drug culture, regardless of the drug. From my own experience with graduate students high on pot, they claimed a lot of things that they couldn't seem to pull off very well. A lot of talking and a lot of gibberish, but very little useful productivity.
Ron
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/17/2013 4:04:13 PM
Hmmm...I'm imagining a bar scene full of people, and how ironic that a bar full of so many people can have so many that are ...alone.
So very artfully done!
Blessings,
Christine xx
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/17/2013 3:30:22 PM
Aye up. Taking a wee bit of me time, time out can sure revitalize ones soul. Enjoying a party, even if a pity party Spring day 06.
drams of relief (Poetry) - 2/17/2013 1:43:10 PM
My God, what are you drinking, it does not become you, you've mixed an awful brew here Jon, it sound some healing herb is in order, how depressing, are you working for the drug company, I'm thinking Prozac, it's Sunday, I forgot, you heard the realities of some sage right, one dressed in depressing black, standing high on the pulpit, or is he high on the pulpit, I can't tell, but I know you are impressed with him speaking for the almighty, are you? Anyway that's how I see it, I might be wrong as usual, bless you though, and get better wiil ya, ha./ Hugs!
a mother's life (Poetry) - 2/16/2013 8:51:03 PM
Realistic and probably too straightforward for some on this site (just a feeling I have). I have deeply enjoyed the raw beauty of your poem, far from the usual clichés.
In friendship,
Axilea
Vernacular (Poetry) - 2/16/2013 7:14:10 PM
Basic survival skills... ...and thank God for moms. Love and peace to you, my friend,
Regis
a mother's life (Poetry) - 2/11/2013 9:20:08 AM
She would be very proud to know you miss her as you do! A Mothers Love is very important, the lasting charm of a gental and quite spirit...
Peace to you my friend..
Teresa
Poppies Upon The Hillside (Poetry) - 2/2/2013 10:26:10 AM
The vivid imagery awakens thoughts and emotions, Jon. Thank you. Love and peace to you my friend.
Regis
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/25/2013 2:40:48 PM
So beautiful and poignant, dear friend, full of the unspoken bond of love between mother and son, which is so profound that it literally moves worlds, lives and art. I'm feeling this deeply, as I lost my mother a year ago too, and then shortly after, dad.
Blessings and love always,
Christine
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/24/2013 1:05:47 PM
Indeed, the clock stops for everyone who has lived, yet, not everyone is alive.
Such profound loving thoughts for her life. Indeed, the tent does decay, no-matter, as her body was the mere vehicle to hold her precious soul - released. Gosh, it's been a year already since my dear father died. Yet, we are so very blessed, for not everyone has memories of such lovingkindness. However, it is clear to see within the beauty of your words that reveal both your mothers soul and your own.
Hold your memories close to your heart. Even remember them when it's your time to depart and reunite.
Such powerful emotions here, my dear friend.
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/22/2013 9:59:59 AM
A deeply moving and meaningful tribute to your mother, Jon. Would that all children felt this way. Love, peace, and best wishes to you my friend,
Regis
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/22/2013 7:35:28 AM
sweet sweet soul may she continue
to hold your heart & the beauty
of you...birthed
Love's Healing Balm & Warm Embrace
Vickie
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/21/2013 1:19:56 PM
This is so precious, so intimate, Jon Michael, and so honestly soul-bearing. I find it tender indeed that a son is able to think of himself in relation to his mother this way - and to express it so viscerally. It is a testament to the quality of mothering you received - let alone to the wonderful woman who had life of and in herself - and to you, her beloved son, whose own existance will always be acknowledged as stemming from hers. This is extraordinarily beautiful and the transcendance in the final stanza to be caught up in her dance and rhythm shows the wavelengths that still enable you communicate beyond the travesty of an earthly grave. With empathy and prayers, Kate xx
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/21/2013 8:04:27 AM
a marvelous tribute to your mother, Jon ... this poem really hits home for me as far as imagery and sentiment ... be joyous of her dance and her unique rhythm of love ...
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 8:57:07 PM
A fitting tribute to your Loving Mother,
but YOU are now her living legacy...And
by rights of your own....
Lady Vivian
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 5:16:41 PM
two things strike me here:
no matter how troubled life is,
no matter how cruel its exigencies
the mother-child bond is unbreakable
and (imo) more especially when its a mother-son bond;
second, your grief is palpable, tangible and why shouldn't
it be and yet you deliver with control and dignity;
Jon, My Friend, be strong and know your mother rests in peace
john
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 1:06:29 PM
for the sake of clarity my second stanza references my birth weight of almost twelve pounds and my mother's petite physique of 5 ft. and weight of 90 pounds - Jon Michael
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 11:21:38 AM
I'll overlook the Oedipus in this for the genuine concern for your mother in her passing.
Ron
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 8:12:39 AM
Jon, We share in your grief, but you my friend will live in fond memory of the love she freely gave.
Cheers,
Dan
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 7:42:54 AM
I'm so sorry Jon, I know you miss her so much. She must have been an exceptional woman, filled with love. The body does decay but the spirit is eternal. Find your comfort in knowing you will meet again and forever share the love you have for each other.
a mother's life (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 6:57:31 AM
You take us way down there, the tearing apart, but not the love, after all she's in you, with you every moment, the grave only took the body, it cannot take the love, bless you.
mornings (Poetry) - 1/14/2013 5:03:16 AM
I love this poem, the uplifting freedom reflected by the vagabond.
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 1/14/2013 5:01:44 AM
How did I miss this? We pay our penance but without expectations and lofty ones, life would be a prison sentence. Thought provoking and wonderfully emotive Jon.
insular (Poetry) - 1/13/2013 12:02:29 AM
GREAT visuals. The colors are blended into a romantic image of life and love...M
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 1/12/2013 11:59:33 PM
Profuond Jon. Darknes can bring different visuals and feelings to a person. One must look forward to the dawn of a new day if possible...M
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 1/12/2013 12:34:47 AM
I adore many of the visuals. I found myself smiling at - ...I've chased the damn sun, run and run... - The picture this conjures up fits so well with the many other great lines. - ..vexed hexed piteous not, a... One hears the remonstrations, should anyone dare to object.
Such a contemplative piece too enjoy, more so than the fabled vintage wine.
Seedy Bars (Poetry) - 1/9/2013 9:57:28 AM
Wise advice, Jon. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,
Regis
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 1/8/2013 7:27:22 AM
Oh my! I have learned to take one day at a time! Your words always make me think..you expound them so well and give visual pictures to my mind! No more darkness, I seek the light every day now though, in search of what is yet to come...
To a New Year my friend!
Teresa
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 1/5/2013 3:07:37 PM
your words embrace me in this stilling darkness
and in a very lovely way, as I enjoy every word
dancing in the shadows & persuading the muses
...and you did!!
Delectations Of The Moon Flower
& Messages of The Barn Owl
Vickie
Mend My Soul (Poetry) - 1/5/2013 1:58:35 PM
I can relate to the sentiments that your verses awaken in me, Jon. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Regis
walking about (Poetry) - 1/2/2013 9:18:23 AM
Don't know how I missed this one. Very pictorial poetry that captures the reality of a nasty summer's day in the south. I know you don't live here. so it must be just as nasty up north. I did know what wife beaters are.
Walt
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/25/2012 5:59:42 PM
IF ONE ALLOWS...IN THE 'NIGHT' FUTILE THOUGHTS CAN EXTINGUISH THE LIGHTS OF FAITH...AND ONE IS COVERED WITH THE DANK, HEAVY SHROUD OF HOPELESSNESS AS THEY WALK THROUGH THE DEEPEST DEPTH OF DARK - NESS, SEARCHING FOR ANSWERS WHAT CAN ONLY BE FOUND IN THE LIGHT. YOU HAVE IMAGED THIS WORK SO VIVDLY. A MOST FINE PIECE...AND EITHER WAY ONE LOOKS AT IT, METAPHORICALLY OR REALISTICALLY...IT ALMOST 'CRAWLS' ON THE READER. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/25/2012 5:47:12 PM
I cannot separate "silence" from "night" and they are the reasons why I enjoy reading and writing late at night. But I can also feel the presence here of the night and silence that we carry within. To me, this is a mysterious and beautiful poem with an undertone of disappointment.
Love and best wishes, dear Jon Michael,
Axilea
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/21/2012 8:42:13 AM
Indeed, it is the "vexed hexed piteous" that takes this poem to the level of the extraordinarily well-cited and written, Jon Michael. Those three almost "spat" words sum up the frustrating nocturnal terrors and lament and you have conveyed well how sickly the moon can appear at such times of dulled illumination. This feels almost Keatsian to me, with its well-driven angst and subverted energy. May the peace and joy of this blessed Christmas season fill your poetic cup to overflowing and sustain you into the coming year. Love always, Kate xx
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/16/2012 3:40:41 AM
Jon, My Friend,
a tremendously well-written poem, the poet
searching the truths within himself and within
all of us..that bisque and pemmican - how perfect
those two! - the last three lines starting with the
brilliant 'vexed hexed piteous' i wish i'd written
that, take the poem 'home' appropriately and leaves
this reader thoroughly satisfied with this challenging
work of art
john
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/15/2012 3:49:25 PM
OH yes..I hear you..definitely in the same place..as are many in these awesome times..
furrowed paths disappear and joy is impounded
for instant deployment when blue is the moment
of nights when my only etude plays as a blue mood
indeed Jon--you nailed it..
Vesna :)
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/14/2012 7:59:49 PM
Silence can be golden
in darkness..let there
be peace gained in your
channeled reflections
Lady Vivian
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/13/2012 10:36:59 PM
i wish i could harbor such a deep sense of "silence" as to quiet my synapses, Jon ... i suspect such moods can be brought on with a "experiential bisque" and emotions seasoned with "survival pemmican," at least "furrowed paths disappear and joy is impounded
for instant deployment" ... so many good lines in this poem ...
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/13/2012 6:52:36 PM
Eloquent verses that speak to my heart and echo there. Thank you for sharing this gift, Jon. Love and peace to you,
Regis
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/13/2012 5:31:16 PM
This feels dreamy, other-worldly, and - as you say - reflective. I love
"furrowed paths disappear and joy is impounded
for instant deployment when blue is the moment..."
There's a classic tone to this, Jon Michael. Very nice.
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/13/2012 3:15:32 PM
A moody yet lilting capture!
I love how you have interspersed the music into the moods ~
Blessings, xo
Christine
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/13/2012 7:29:55 AM
Wow! To think all of that happens 'when the darkness comes'...surely you have cast a whole new light on darkness. Your pen flows eloquently here.
Cheers my friend,
Dan
when the darkness comes (Poetry) - 12/13/2012 7:19:05 AM
varied visions of the darkness surrounding us at times
budd
Journey of the Illusion (Poetry) - 11/24/2012 11:28:13 AM
Apt, timely, and meaningful; love the metaphors, Jon. Love and peace to you, friend.
Regis
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 11/18/2012 2:41:58 PM
Gosh. Were they en-route to the freedom at Niagara?
This hits one in the face with its powerful images of such times, and in-addition ones own knowledge is added, about those horrific times of humanities insanity.
You have such a deft hand for making poetry come to life with such unparalleled clarity.
mornings (Poetry) - 11/17/2012 7:39:25 PM
"play the morning to the music of his soul" -- p e r f e c t!
Thank you, Jon...& John! :):)
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 11/11/2012 7:54:28 AM
I absolutely love the nostalgic feel of this fine poem Jon. There are houses never to be forgotten that inspire us each time we remember them. I really felt this poem deeply.
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 11/2/2012 3:46:47 PM
exceptionally communicated ... a historic glimpse brought to life by both personal perspective as well as emotional continuity ...
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/31/2012 12:57:22 PM
Written with all the grace, elegance and lightness of touch that such a tribute deserves, Jon, as well as with the piquancy of just the right telling detail to let the old legacy be seen through the current veneer, just as with an artist's palimpsest that has wrought beauty over a preceeding work. What a privilege to spend such a day, soaking up the richness of the heritage and the special place of blessing and shelter - of faith, trust and grace, in fact - that it must once have been. This poem tells a much bigger story and yet also modestly draws a veil as if in reverence. Majestic work. xx
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/31/2012 7:56:32 AM
THE MISSION OF THIS FARM WILL FOREVER RING OUT AND THOSE OPEN TO ITS TIMELESS MELODIES WILL CONTINUOUSLY BE FILLED WITH ITS PERMEATING ESSENCE OF FREEDOM AND HOPE. '...IT WEARS THE MYSTERY OF HISTORY LIKE FINE TATTED LACE...' THERE IS NO WAY YOU COULD HAVE WALKED AWAY FROM COURSEY HOUSE WITHOUT A MESSAGE. THANKS FOR SHARING, JON. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/28/2012 5:49:28 AM
what a vision, and feeling Jon
I see the whole underground
railroad in new light through
your verses...and caused me to
employ upon the horrid fear
hiding and relocating to be free
and be safe, thank God for all
the angels throughout history
the sacred hearts blessed with
a compassionate heart...
Opening Family Vaults
Love & Timelessness
Vickie
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/28/2012 4:08:31 AM
WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/28/2012 3:28:05 AM
respect for and appreciation of history in general
and of this historically significant place in particular
come through subtly but sure in this work. The writing is
elegant and refined and both intellectually and emotionally
sensitive to what this house as enduring symbol stands for - bastion against oppression and injustice, beacon of hope and liberation;
given the subject matter, it would've been easy to fall into melodrama and gush but you, Jon, My Friend, avoid both;
this is a poem of consideration and great maturity
Kudos!
john
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/27/2012 7:40:13 AM
Jon, My friend, what a wonderful recounting of a place where history
comes alive through your words and memories. Well done!
Cheers,
Dan
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/26/2012 12:49:21 PM
This reads like a fine aged sherry and weaves images of a unique past like a hand loom. Patrick
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/26/2012 12:01:59 PM
Jon,
Like fine tatted lace the intertwined houses and railways
safely to freedom they came. Wonderfully penned in destiny's grace.
Lady Mary Ann
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/26/2012 10:44:07 AM
It is very humbling to walk where so much history has taken place I know over the years whenever I was visiting historic places, I could almost hear the whispers...
Love and peace dear friend,
Carole~
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 7:24:06 PM
compassion lived here
There it is. Would that came to be and this world would know peace... ...and hopefully, ...healing.
Thank you for sharing the inspirational offering, Jon. Love and peace to you, friend,
Regis
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 9:05:20 AM
Your pen shines brightly
*Jon Michael*
for such a dark time past
Lady Vivian
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 8:55:09 AM
This place will endure in destiny's graces as long as there are elequent observers who understand the real human meanings of historical places.
I once stood at the entrance to Gateway Park in St. Louis. As I pondered there I thought of all the wagon trains, carrying not only all their worldly possesions, but also the hopes and dreams of the families they guided. How many, I wondered made it to the west coast.
If the indians, the wild animals, raging rivers, and mountain winters didn't get them, those pioneers deserved everything they had hoped for, new lives in the new land
Walt
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 8:12:35 AM
Your words are both as emotional and as archaic as the atmosphere of the old house you visited. The family secret is no longer hidden but shared with all those who venture in and remember that the land of the free was not always so. I sense that some of that family tradition is in your character still. The sensitive, caring side of your being that moved your ancestors to such a courageous act. You can be proud.
Ron
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 7:04:23 AM
Such a brilliant poem, so deeply felt and offering such insight into the human condition. The sonic elements are also delicious.
My great aunt and uncle were the Rankins, and the Rankin home was I believe the first stop in Ohio and saved many. It was always a comfort to me to hear my father talk of the many secret places which had saved many within that house where he played often as a boy.
Love and Blessings,
Christine
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 5:01:22 AM
Such eloquence Jon when you write! It takes me back to a place in Zanesville Ohio where I use to live and the transporting of slaves were hidden in tunnels to rescue them to another location. I am sure the families of these rescued, remember the treasure of people that saved them from a life of misery! Oh what a tapestry we weave as our lives evolve and make new meaning for the future yet to come!
Truly enjoyed this!
TW
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 4:50:47 AM
Todays slaves should pay heed, we might need many more such historic places soon indeed, bless ya.
a day at coursey house (Poetry) - 10/24/2012 8:25:14 PM
like it a lot.
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 10/24/2012 10:07:04 AM
Jon,
This is so beautiful, as usual. But so sad. I love the way you've written this.
Mary
She Intrigues Me (Poetry) - 10/22/2012 8:53:40 AM
Profound and intriguing. She must be quite a lady who has learned the art of flirting an socializing.Enjoyed the poem....M
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 10/16/2012 4:00:04 AM
I ENJOYED THIS! THIS IS LIGHT AND LOVELY YET, DEEP AND HEARTFELT...THIS FANCIFUL AND EXQUISITE...THIS IS...LOVE! THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Hands InThe Field (revisited - revised) (Poetry) - 10/16/2012 3:51:32 AM
CERTAINLY A FINE WORK, JON...YOU'VE VIVIDLY CAPTURED THE LABOR OF PEASANTS SO BEAUTIFULLY ON THIS CANVASS. BUT THEN, YOU ARE AN ARTIST THAT PAINTS EXCELLENTLY...I ALWAYS APPRECIATE YOUR FINE WORK. THANK YOU FOR THIS KEEPER. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Your Song (Poetry) - 10/15/2012 8:54:26 AM
Sounds like good advice to me, Jon; thank you for sharing it through your verses here. Love and peace to you, my friend.
Regis
Refresh Me Now, Dear Night (Poetry) - 10/11/2012 9:35:28 AM
I often think (and feel) the night in this way, Jon. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,
Regis
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 10/9/2012 12:10:42 PM
Oh my ...I felt this poem from the top of my head to my toes! To know this feeling and not be able to express it to the one you have wrote about, is a winter in itself. I pray a fireplace of warmth to come to you and melt away this winter feel, so you will know the warmth of an angel brought forth from this chameleon...
Amazing!
Teresa Walker
sanctuary (Poetry) - 10/9/2012 12:02:29 PM
Jon, this was beautiful! My grandpa sat in the kitchen in the mornings and read his Bible. I saw the face of God in him when I looked at him. My grandmother was saved by his walk with the Lord. Oh what a joy it will be when we see them again one day!
Thank you for your example in itself..sanctuary in words for others!
God Bless
In Christ
Teresa Walker
AD, Where Have You Gone? (Poetry) - 10/8/2012 9:57:55 PM
I think some write when the urge comes. I know I do and there are weeks when I will not even come to read or write on the den, but some how I always come back and it gives me joy to read what others write. I also can express my inner feelings and gain some good feed back...M
sanctuary (Poetry) - 10/8/2012 9:52:38 PM
Beautiful ! I could see what you wrote Jon . you are lucky to still have your mother . Mine died in 2002 and is still greatly missed by all of us...M
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/29/2012 5:01:02 PM
captures the spectrum of life in its seasonal change ...
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/27/2012 3:22:46 AM
No not lifeless, just resting, waiting for the pink glow of Summer. So heartfelt, so beautifully penned. Jon, any lady who holds your heart has been gifted with a priceless treasure. The images and metaphors are stunning and the entire piece is deeply heart touching.
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/26/2012 5:41:59 PM
Thoroughly engaging, your verses awaken thoughts and emotions, Jon. This is truly a gift for the one you love. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you, my friend.
Regis
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/25/2012 11:34:50 PM
A lovely poem, Jon.
walking about (Poetry) - 9/25/2012 9:12:10 PM
Wonderful visions painted by your words . I could see and feel all of what you wrote...M
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/25/2012 9:09:32 PM
Beautiful Jon, it brought tears to my eyes...M
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/24/2012 3:05:30 AM
Tender and beautifully written, your heart shows it's poetic colors here and your words intrigue the senses.
Joy L. Hale
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/23/2012 4:56:19 PM
Your words radiate warmth, even on the coldest of days, beautiful dedication~
Blessings,
Christine
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/23/2012 1:17:51 PM
Words never rung so true in my heart.....wish i could tell the one i love this poem, but he's currently very mad at me so not even going to try.
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/23/2012 10:34:33 AM
I sense a slipping away that always occurs in time. Beautifully worded in the changing colors of the chameleon. May the winter hold off much longer, and the summer roll around again, very soon.
Ron
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/23/2012 7:17:23 AM
Beautiful repetition of images and phrasing here, Jon Michael, which wonderfully endorses the central metaphor of the now-you-see-me-now-you-don't of the chameleon. I love the nouance of the stilled creature "lifeless in winter's white" which paints such a profound and stirring picture of absence, loss and haitus. Truly unique, bless you. xx
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/23/2012 1:02:38 AM
the sense of longing reaches and touches
deep, the sense of unrequited love stirs
the reader's heart; the chameleon, once love's pink,
now lifeless in white is a stark change and one hard
to accept but there's no holding back in this poem,
there is no compromise - the integrity of the poet
is here from first to last
a fine work, Jon, My Friend, fine indeed
john
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 6:59:14 PM
Changing colors, but not of heart
*Jon Michael* for one who is never
far from Your soul..as you have so
loving shared with us!
Lady Vivian
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 2:40:26 PM
I think there are many out there who can empathize with this one Jon. Well done.
fee
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 6:58:26 AM
You wear many colours in this poem, all tinged with love and longing, and poetic colours, Bless you!
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 6:22:52 AM
We ladies think you have a truly excellent poem here, Jon, one in which honesty and love flows and we are intoxicated!
Blessings,
Christine
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 1:38:55 AM
EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! VERY ROMANTIC, VERY BEAUTIFUL, VERY TALENTED!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS YOUR BEST POEM, DEAR JON!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/21/2012 9:49:22 PM
Well expressed feelngs of love showing us the fleeting colors of a heart and the changing mood of a soul. Enjoyed the flow of this poem. Thanks dear Jon
like a chameleon (Poetry) - 9/21/2012 8:07:09 PM
Sounds like a song. A love song. Lovely write Jon. I enjoyed it very much. Be well, Kathy
brookside influences (Poetry) - 9/21/2012 7:46:37 PM
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
brookside influences (Poetry) - 9/18/2012 10:02:31 PM
The gentle flow of this poem soothes the soul like a morning sun. Great work, Jon. A pleasure to read you.
in waning light (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 9:50:02 PM
This poem is very thought provoking. The reader can have many perceptions of what is written...M
brookside influences (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 9:47:04 PM
Great visuals with a much deeper meaning......M
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 4:16:43 PM
A fine tribute to one exquisite poet from another -- well done, Jon.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
brookside influences (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 4:16:02 PM
GORGEOUS, Jon. Powerfully penned. Well done. It's been far too long since I stopped in -- forgive me?
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/29/2012 4:26:40 PM
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
Love in Pantomime (Poetry) - 8/28/2012 12:53:47 PM
LOVING THROUGH/WITH PANTOMIME....HHHMMMMM. CERTAINLY, THIS IS A DIFFERENT WAY OF LOOKING AT...HOW ONE DECLARES LOVE. YOUR VIEW POINT IS WELL TAKEN AND I DO APPRECIATE IT. BUT, I AM OLD, JON(SMILE)...AND I JUST MIGHT MISINTERPRET A JEST, OR A...MOVEMENT. THUS, FOR ME...? NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! CAN TAKE THE PLACE OF WORDS IN CONFIRMING A DECLARATION AS IMPORTANT AS 'LOVE'. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/27/2012 4:33:00 PM
EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS ONE OF YOUR BEST POEMS, DEAR JON!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/27/2012 11:08:06 AM
I read of this nightly dreams and schemes, reflecting on the now and the when. As well did and well done, my friend.
Ron
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 5:18:27 PM
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
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 4:46:03 PM
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
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 1:58:37 PM
And yet all is one and perfectly contained therin, you certainly painted a great canvas, and framed it well Jon. Blessings!
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 1:31:02 PM
So stunning be a brookside
*Jon Michael* but I could
hear it talk through your
journey of plenty....
Lady Vivian
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 11:16:59 AM
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
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 6:58:07 AM
Jon ~
Brilliant poem to the stratum peace you desire and cherish.
Lady Mary Ann
brookside influences (Poetry) - 8/25/2012 6:00:07 AM
Jon you are such an amazing poet, original and always unique. Why does that stratum seem so illusive for many of us?
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/21/2012 1:34:36 PM
This comes alive to me like a scence in a play...suspense, drama, leaving us thirsty for more~
Christine
Love in Pantomime (Poetry) - 8/14/2012 9:42:18 AM
Love is all... ...very nicely expressed, Jon. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Lured by a Lady in Lace (Poetry) - 8/14/2012 9:40:35 AM
Captivating and sensually pleasing; a fine collaborative sharing, Jon. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/11/2012 12:07:21 PM
John, I am struck by this piece. You have found a dark, and initially intimidating way to describe our personal and intimate struggle with morality and decency in the face of declining truths. The demoralization of this country could be as apt a subject of this piece. We must be strong and hold fast. We all share responsibility in sheltering that candle in the rain and not let it go out! Stunning. Thank you. Be well, Kathy
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/8/2012 2:59:40 AM
i certainly need my thinking cap on for this
as you most definitely are wearing yours here;
this is a poem that needs time and consideration,
needs to be sifted and felt and experienced..
and then the reward for the reader is profound;
i'm saving this, Jon, My Friend;
sorry i'm late getting here
but so much has been going on
ever
john
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/7/2012 4:44:35 PM
WHEN THE 'LIGHT OF THE WORLD' WANES WITHIN, THEN THE POISON OF THE PHANTOM'S CAPE CAN CONSUME...INSIDE AND OUT. ONE IS BLINDED BY AN INABILITY TO REASON RATIONALLY AND THUS ACCEPTS WHAT 'SEEMS LIKE' THEIR INEVITABLE RUIN. A FINE WORK THAT PROVOKES THOUGHT. THANK YOU FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/6/2012 12:23:48 PM
This conveys such urgency, Jon, which I can appreciate and share, very much feeling this "waning light" starting to dawn on my personal second half century and the discomforting global signs of the times. Some of your stark images make my heart race in recognition and I am greatly challenged by morality "as a candle in the rain", resolve weakening. I particularly love the final notion of the triangle with their being now a definite "cleft stick" conundrum rather than a clear-cut solely black and white. And your phrase "the covenant of want" is a true, mind-boggling gem. Fabulous to read you again, my friend. xx
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/3/2012 6:05:35 AM
This poem has so many unique lines. Thought provoking, penned from the soul, touching the soul. Sometimes lightning splits rationale into nothingness.
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/2/2012 2:57:16 PM
Embracing the innocense 'in waning light' of a candle for
vunerable temptation. Beautifully penned Jon.
Lady Mary Ann
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/2/2012 11:41:02 AM
Rationale for the weary
is a mighty big task!!
*Jon*
As I read your poem,
a candle I did light!!
Lady Vivian
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 8/2/2012 11:01:19 AM
Mmmm, she has a true poetic gift, as do you. This is such a lovely gesture, capturing her beauty.
Blessings,
Christine
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/2/2012 10:58:45 AM
Marvelous poem! You speak softly and intimately in this one and it draws us in.
Blessings, xx
Christine
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/1/2012 2:27:40 PM
I am submersed inside Jon
I adore the phantom cape wrapping her!
He is so soothing...I adore the mood
The consoling emotional texture here
Your words are as a loving embrace
And that is utterly beautiful
Balms Of Rosewater
Vickie
in waning light (Poetry) - 8/1/2012 9:48:06 AM
Wonderful phrases, but it becomes too esoteric for me to comprehend what you are writing about.
Ron
in waning light (Poetry) - 7/31/2012 6:15:52 PM
"reason was a season whose time I challenged" What a fabulous line. All together a beautiful work.
in waning light (Poetry) - 7/31/2012 4:33:28 PM
A world without temptations in whatever shape, would it be worth living, or would there actually be life, one of the first sins, was temptation, but wasn't it wonderful, if not for Eve, what a boring world, or would there be one, to think and write about? One that would make it possible for your suberb talent to express itself, Hugs!
in waning light (Poetry) - 7/31/2012 1:18:54 PM
Many times rationality eludes description.
We are not able to fathom all the intricacies of the universe.
However this poem takes a really good stab at it.
Very well done Jon.
Walt
in waning light (Poetry) - 7/31/2012 9:44:42 AM
Great imagery to highlight your theme, Jon. Well done, my friend. Love and peace to you,
Regis
in waning light (Poetry) - 7/31/2012 7:13:42 AM
"Arithmetic! Algebra! Geometry! Grandiose trinity! Luminous triangle! Whoever has not known you is without sense!" Comte de Lautreamont And so, whether relating to Pythagoras or Hegel, the triangular essence continues to elicit new thought and potential... even as a "...waning light." Fine piece of wordsmithing.
in waning light (Poetry) - 7/31/2012 6:29:52 AM
Thought provoking write.
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/29/2012 5:14:45 PM
A lovely and meaningful tribute for Belle, Jon. Thank you for sharing it. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/29/2012 2:42:54 PM
AND, INDEED, SHE IS ONE FINE POET WHOM I'VE ALWAYS ENJOYED AND APPRECIATED. A WORTHY TRIBUTE TO A NOTABLE POETIC BELLE. THANKS FOR SHARING, MICHAEL. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/23/2012 3:07:51 PM
We have all read her poetry and felt every emotion that dripped from from her pages...thank you Jon!
Deborah
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/23/2012 2:42:19 PM
A beautiful Lady tis La Belle Rouge. An artist of haven
inspiration and marvelous golden heart of romance.
A Poetess I am honored to be aquainted.
Jon you have brought forth a wonderful write of our
Lady La Belle. Lady Mary Ann
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/23/2012 2:05:06 PM
Such a striking, honest and most beautiful capture, Jon, and you have her likeness and persona to a T. Integrity always in her pen and her person. Particularly love "if conscience has a face it has red hair, a la belle heart"; stunningly true and so vivid. I dreamt she came to stay with me last night and it was as if she was the sister I never had; how we laughed together so easily and naturally. This is very special and just right. Bless you both very, very much; may peace and grace be yours. xx
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/22/2012 2:23:01 PM
wonderfully written! She is lovely!
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 11:40:51 PM
Beautiful Tribute Jon for a Very Beautiful Poetess!!
Her Romantic Heart Always Sings & Soars, and
her heart is a beauteous bouquet straight from heaven
Romantic Moon Lit Shores & La Belle Rouge
Vickie
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 2:30:33 PM
Jon, what a beautifully written and deeply appreciated tribute. I'll treasure it. Thank you also to all my friends for the kind words. I love you all and wish I could be here more often.
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 1:12:43 PM
Beautiful and befitting. The last stanza must have misted her eye. It did mine.
:) Janna
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 12:16:40 PM
What a marvelous tribute to a marvelous poetess. Thanks dear Jon Willey, my friend.
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 12:01:57 PM
And don't forget her many novels. While many toy with selfish or boring poetry, she rises above with romantic insight that touches us all.
Ron
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 11:51:57 AM
Joy and Inspiration of our
own ~la belle rouge~ so very
fitting *Jon* with blessings
Lady Vivian
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 7:35:21 AM
La Belle Rouge inspired me to do what I do. I had an email conversation with Belle many years ago and that's why I'm here today. She encouraged me and gave me some very good advice. Here's to La Belle Rouge and her many words that we all love. She's entertaining to read and quite charming. Thanks for the tribute, Jon!
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 7:01:08 AM
Wonderful tribute to one of my very favorite poetesses of the Den, our own LaBelle Rouge! Well done, Jon!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 6:40:20 AM
a virtuous and engendering tribute for a lovely poet ...
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 5:20:53 AM
Lovely tribute to one of our finest poetess, She is truly remarkable and beautiful.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
the art that is la belle rouge (Poetry) - 7/21/2012 3:57:17 AM
a worthy tribute from one poet to another
and no one deserves such a fine work more
than our own Belle...and she is our own,
one of us for so long she is true family.
Bless you, Jon, My Friend, for honouring her.
john
walking about (Poetry) - 7/15/2012 12:43:32 PM
love the flow of this poem and the beauty with which they were articulated. Thanks Jon. have missed you so much.
AD, Where Have You Gone? (Poetry) - 7/14/2012 1:53:42 AM
Jon, things seem to go in cycles. Florida in the summertime is so different from the other seasons. Folks just stay home because it's too hot. Other snow birds travel else where. I run a kayak club and a writer's club and we all but close down during the summer. Then again, it's nice to get to know the few loyal members better. I also get people to help out with a youth ministry. This does not change as much in seasons. In fact I just got three helpers out of nowhere after praying about it! But AD is different as I get fewer comments on my poetry during the summer months. Amen
You Are (Poetry) - 7/9/2012 3:22:00 PM
WONDERFUL! I HOPE THEY KEEP THIS IN A SAFE PLACE AND ALWAYS REFER BACK TO IT FROM TIME TO TIME. THERE IS A WHOLE LOT OF WISDOM HERE WHICH THEY CAN USE ALL THROUGH THEIR LIVES. THANKS FOR SHARING, PROUD GRANDPA AND MANY BLESSINGS TO YOU AND YOURS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
walking about (Poetry) - 7/8/2012 3:15:47 AM
I love those wife beaters under-t's
and from your nature rich walk
and the lure of your words...even the skeeter attack!
I am there with you and enjoying the serene beauty
as I point out the wild blackberries for us to snack on
but good thing we noticed the poison ivy growing up that ole tree
Through The Forrest
Into The Trees, Love Vickie
walking about (Poetry) - 7/6/2012 2:05:21 AM
walkabout with a uniquely Willey
flavour and perspective, fine perspective indeed!
the writing is superior, elegant and thought through;
a genuine satisfaction for this reader.
Yes, Jon, My Friend!
john
walking about (Poetry) - 7/5/2012 1:05:00 PM
Jon,
You expressive yourself so beautifully. I don't get that last one though.
Mary
walking about (Poetry) - 6/25/2012 9:51:36 AM
Your verses very effectively share the experience, Jon. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis
walking about (Poetry) - 6/25/2012 1:49:14 AM
THE TEASING REWARDS OF 'DUSK'(BODY AND MIND)...AS THE 'HEAT' OF THE SUN SLOWLY RECEDES. A FINE WORK, WELL DONE WITH DESCRIPTIVE PHRASES THAT DOESN'T NEGLECT ONE'S IMAGINATION A BIT. THANKS FOR SHARING, JON. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
walking about (Poetry) - 6/19/2012 12:03:27 PM
cicada and frogs harmonize as insects
swarm to demonize my skin rich with
the scent of attractants and swollen veins
mosquitos will ravage, suck every blue line
this for me is the epitome of the well-rendered discomfort and suffering of this write, Jon. Every line keenly felt as well as concisely articulated. This sounds like the punishment visited upon one who might indulge his penchant for "wife-beating" and for whom there is no relief or alternative to the lost-soul "walking about" described here. How coveted are those shadows in which to hide! Excellently crafted as always. xx
walking about (Poetry) - 6/18/2012 11:07:38 AM
One can feel the humidity in the oppressive heat as we meander with you.
As per u, terrific descriptions and perceptions.
walking about (Poetry) - 6/17/2012 8:52:22 AM
For me, this gave syllabic language to more than one surreal painting of Dali. Interesting pathways here.
walking about (Poetry) - 6/17/2012 7:19:26 AM
Love your vivid descriptions of a walk under "the red mugginess of julys’ sky", I could feel the heat surrounding and clinging to the walker as sweat dampened his skin. As always a fine piece of writing Jon Michael.
Carole~
walking about (Poetry) - 6/17/2012 7:08:39 AM
your poem is a vivid expression of the natural environ during "the red mugginess of july's sky" ... fine work, Jon ...
walking about (Poetry) - 6/17/2012 5:45:41 AM
Did you know the mosquito is our state bird? (Minnesota) Your tapestry left me with sweat on the brow, worth the beauty of that stunning sunset!
Blessings,
Christine
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 8:47:43 PM
You had me at wife beater. Love a man in a beater, so devine.
As is your poetry.
Ragno
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 7:13:15 PM
Red, flushed, heat... in need of a sheltering shadow, of a refreshing thought/presence. Life's burns can be cured, but it takes a little time.
A friend and some Turkish çay are perfect too. A mysterious atmosphere in this poem, Jon.
Axilea
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 4:04:17 PM
Jon,
like Ron a first thought of Australia, but I knew what a wife beater is my step son calls them that. A very interesting write, thank you.
Budd
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 1:11:49 PM
You must've written this last year, but you sure captured the heat of July. Glad you informed me about that wifey thing.
When I saw your title I immediately thought of the aboriginal Walkabout.
Ron
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 12:27:56 PM
I have to admit that "wife beater" had
an unknown, but bewitching connotation,
and so I'm glad you cleared it up...Aside
from that *Jon* I found your poem to be
richly rewarding...all for just a walk!!!
Lady Vivian
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 9:39:21 AM
You're sweating droplets of lifes rich senses, no wonder all this buggery, I mean no wonder all these bugs. Bless ya!
walking about (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 9:32:45 AM
Well glad you told me what a wife beater is!! Rich poetry, word, ambiance and image rich Jon.
el mago (Poetry) - 6/16/2012 9:31:09 AM
Oh my, what an incredible tribute to a word magician. I agree, he is so special as a poet and a man.
el mago (Poetry) - 6/10/2012 3:23:06 PM
You have shared the character of this person most effectively through your verses, Jon. Thank you for the introduction. Love and peace to you, my friend,
Regis
el mago (Poetry) - 6/9/2012 4:06:31 PM
This was a fun read and I loved the rythm. I admire el mago. Be well, Kathy
el mago (Poetry) - 6/7/2012 5:28:58 PM
What we can see in others we also possess!!! *Jon* and I thank You
for expressing those qualities!!!
Lady Vivian
el mago (Poetry) - 6/7/2012 11:31:01 AM
... and likewise the erudite "assistant" who draws our attention to his magic feats, Jon Michael! :)) You have captured his je ne sais quoi admirably and with no little magic of your own, and I especially love the lines "to charm disarm embrace and cajole / his wand quicker than the eye"; it's that perpetual moment of astonished delight we find in his writing that so lifts our spirits and minds and you have captured this so well! Magnifico! :)) xx
el mago (Poetry) - 6/6/2012 12:19:39 PM
What a wonderful poetic gift of elegant warmth, an alchemy of kindness and creativity!
Yes, he writes his genuine insights and wisdom into masterpieces and I think he should be famous and avidly read. I really do.
Bless you for taking such good care of your friends!
Love,
Christine
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