Recent Reviews for richard lloyd cederberg
Beyond Understanding (Book) - 8/9/2011 8:03:35 AM|
A Monumental Journey - first edition cover (Book) - 4/6/2011 3:50:09 PM
Blessings to you and yours.
Beyond Understanding (Book) - 4/2/2011 9:13:37 AM
A great accomplishment. My books are mired in a malaise of modern living, bursting to get out in weekend fits and starts.
Happy sails [sales] to you.
Beyond Understanding (Book) - 3/29/2011 4:53:56 PM
Good read, Richard. Good luck. -gene.
Beyond Understanding (Book) - 3/29/2011 11:48:48 AM
Congratulations, Richard. II know you are relieved to finally put that last period to the series.
In Search of the First Tribe (Book) - 7/28/2009 2:56:16 AM
I won't look at a yo-yo the same again. lol. These characters are growing spiritually every step of the way. I felt like there was a new, more natural, feel to the crew of the Heimdall. With the addition of new characters, a few surprises, and a creative and exciting ending, this book did not disappoint. Great work:) Love and hugs,
NEW THIRD EDITION available now @richardlloydcederberg.com (Book) - 8/19/2008 8:50:13 PM
The crew of the Heimdall are like a close-knit family. Along the exciting journey, the themes of love and respect are fortified with each day these characters spend together. A fascinating read that educates and entertains!
The Underground River (Book) - 2/12/2007 9:22:36 PM
Sounds like quite an interesting journbey Richard
In Search of the First Tribe (Book) - 1/29/2007 9:21:32 AM
I was so enraptured by the characters and the story. The images in my mind as I read played out like a movie...hmmm, yes, I could see this picked up as a movie.
NEW THIRD EDITION available now @richardlloydcederberg.com (Book) - 1/29/2007 9:18:17 AM
A very exciting, fast moving book. It carries you along on a wave of excitement. The characters are so real, I feel I know them and care deeply about what will confront them next.
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 7/30/2012 1:45:02 PM
I like how you take us shyly into the introduction to your lake. First you give us a look at the surface, with what it has to offer and you keep in present tense, which gives us the presence of now. It is as though you have us next to you this way. Your mention of our 'appearance fixation' was definitely not lost on me; and how would it be were we to only care about what lies underneath in one another? Beautiful thought. Beautiful wish. You made this a multidimensional read -- humor, apprehension, appreciation, joy and discovery. I know the bodies of water's 'various personalities' of which you speak; living on piers over Hood Canal, WA for three years gave my husband and me the visions of these personalities; we called them the 'many faces of Hood Canal'. Enjoyable piece of writing is this. ~~ Diana
steadfast and focused with discernment (Short Story) - 3/23/2012 3:42:24 PM
You make every word shine through your authentic voice, so powerful and deeply felt, and also felt so deeply by this reader!
mountain magic ... (Short Story) - 12/17/2011 3:29:26 PM
oh i thought it was going to be one of those prehistoric looking "muddpuppies" or some such. fun story!
mountain magic ... (Short Story) - 12/17/2011 6:32:55 AM
In the delightful story you have written, you were able to make the words come alive on the page. So realistic that I felt as if I were a spectator watching as the action unfolded! The mountain magic you and Michelle enjoyed was indeed special. A great catch, Michelle.
Joy L. Hale
mountain magic ... (Short Story) - 12/17/2011 4:56:47 AM
Enjoyable story and well written. It almost made me believe that I also love cold weather. My bride would never think of going fishing with me on a cold winter day. I wish, but she would rather sleep-in under those warm covers. I can almost smell the frying of the trouts in the cold air of the day. Congratulations to Michelle I bet that catch was a lot of fun.
mountain magic ... (Short Story) - 12/16/2011 2:59:55 PM
~Richard~ A wonderful and delightful story of the mountain lake,
and mountain magic with you and Michelle ~ great catch Michelle !!
Lady Mary Ann
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/13/2011 3:01:45 PM
The lake is Like meeting and trying to get to know someone, unless you dive in and make the effort to get below the surface you may miss completely the inner beauty.
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/11/2011 3:16:48 PM
and there can be "something more threatening,"... beware....in our Oklahoma lakes, gar are rampant...and i wouldn't want to come eye ball to eye with one.
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/10/2011 9:39:43 AM
this is a great essay and you know, all color is lost after 30ft. It's a magical world. ~ Morgan
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/7/2011 12:56:34 PM
A wonderful story that I thoroughly enjoyed! I'd like to see that catfish!! I spent a wonderful summer one year with family; my brother-in-law taught me how to scuba dive and he had a wet suit for me to borrow. While underwater, exploring the lakes in the area, I felt like I had entered a foreign world that amazed me as I marveled at the treasures found below. I share the excitement you have written about for it was a wonderful, exciting adventure. Thanks for reminding me how I spent one of the best summers of my life!
Joy L. Hale
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/7/2011 10:06:25 AM
I so enjoyed reading this. Your writing has a wonderful sense of wonder. We do have to celebrate journeying farther and farther on into the mystery. Thanks Richard :)
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/7/2011 7:35:55 AM
After reading I must confess I was envious and jealous.
But you know Richard, I've had just as good of times.
I just have to dive down and pluck them out of my mind.
Thanks for shining a light into the underground memories that bind.
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/6/2011 6:03:15 PM
I say!... if your really up to facing some spooky dark waters, jump into one of our Florida lakes! Your pretty much lunch for the wading gator sunning on the old Cypress log. Water Moccasins aren't fun to swim with either. Your beautiful, cool, lake sounds much more safer, old friend. I purr at catfish! LOL! :) The Merriest Christmas and Happy New Year!!! 2012, here we come!! Keep up the scribbling...avoid any nibbling! :)
Love and Peace~
water, people, and six foot catfish... (Short Story) - 12/6/2011 11:09:31 AM
Being a skinny little twerp, I learned to swim underwater for swimming on top. I always went with my eyes open, even when they smarted from algae or acid in the water. Not fearful, but curious as to what I would see.
Too often, I have found waterways to be used as dumps where what was unseen under the surface was okay. It was never okay with me and I remember reporting tires thrown in the local stream as disgrace to the local paper forty years ago.
But what you are diving into is deeper–unseen worlds. Hence your fascination with fantasy as another world to explore. There are places, such as those LSD provides, that I have chosen not to go. Am I fearful? Perhaps. But I don't think so, just cautious. I do visit my dreams and they become sources for some of my best stories. I believe I do not have to live the life of the criminal to write about one. So there are places I simply will not go. And, my common sense tells me not to dive into murky, oily, waters because I'm a likely get my head on a piece of rusty steel or develop a flesh eating bacteria from its grimy midst.
Fortunately, there are still pristine waters that you describe where my only fear is hyperthermia from frigid icy runoff.
Very thought-provoking. Especially why old-timers like my grandfather always loved to catch the biggest catfish (oldest), claim victory, and eat them. I prefer catch and release if you have to conquer old fish.
from Lapland, love to you ... (Short Story) - 11/30/2011 8:03:32 PM
The beautiful, poetic words of old reduced me to tears of happiness. A treasure to be placed in a special memory box to be taken out yearly to ponder the astute words of a loving and generous man. I hugged this poem close to my heart and will save it among my very favorites.
Joy L. Hale
from Lapland, love to you ... (Short Story) - 11/28/2011 11:12:29 PM
Great story, Richard; well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
from Lapland, love to you ... (Short Story) - 11/28/2011 6:20:00 PM
in the spirit of the season for sure. Thanks for sharing this, makes me want to write a letter actually.
from Lapland, love to you ... (Short Story) - 11/28/2011 9:38:19 AM
Ah!!!!!! This should be a performance on You tube.
steadfast and focused with discernment (Short Story) - 1/21/2011 7:45:39 AM
Well written in easy to understand words. We all need to read and take this lesson to heart.
steadfast and focused with discernment (Short Story) - 1/16/2011 4:00:22 PM
a very interesting essay, i've never read it and want to....so this was interesting.........Morgan
steadfast and focused with discernment (Short Story) - 1/15/2011 8:03:47 PM
Not a light topic to consider. I'm also certain to have nightmares. Okay though, cuz I'll get a short story out of the nightmare...lol. As 2012 approaches, I think more folks will be weighing their self-worth and thinking about the legacy they want to leave. Were I in search of spiritual guidance (if I didn't already believe), your essay would stiffen my spine to the possibilities. Maybe I'd change my ways? One could hope, because you are right about the extensive sinning, disillusionment, and darkening of the soul. Not directly related; one day I went to Wal*Mart. I said hi to three people (other customers) while I was there and only one of them was curteous enough to reply. I think that's a good indication that the old days of raising barns together are long gone:) A fascinating write. I felt this way after reading The Illumination. That book made me understand (minutely) just how much I offend God in ways I hadn't realized. Great writing. I enjoyed the injections of soft imagery, like the wildflowers. Not imagery often seen in essays. Love and Hugs,
steadfast and focused with discernment (Short Story) - 1/15/2011 10:56:06 AM
All of life's lessons are in this essay soul bud. Well done. I hope everyone reads it. I've printed it out and plan to read it to my family.
steadfast and focused with discernment (Short Story) - 1/15/2011 10:02:00 AM
truth stands alone in the universe under its own power. the lie must be consistently updated, refreshed, repeated, tweeked, worked over, modified, etc. etc. etc. those who seek truth strive for union between purpose of life and the purpose of the Divine Principle directing the universe. priceless beyond all earth's rewards is that union. this then creates "oneness of purpose," which is beautiful in its simplicity; but so difficult for many to attain due to the deliberate placement of the trappings of misdirection placed upon the earth. so i think the title says it all. okay, time for football:-) ugghh, have i not learned anything! that's a joke you know. have a wonderful weekend richard.
contrary souls ... (Short Story) - 3/25/2010 11:14:23 AM
Man, you really know how to put it, and make it live in the hearts of others. I truly enjoy your ways of writing, and I hope to, some day, give my soul out, just as you. Thanks for this reveal. Excellent--if I may say so, and it mean anything.
the doctor suggested psychoanalysis ... 2 (Short Story) - 11/29/2009 1:28:58 PM
A journey in search of what is not needed. We as humans need to focus on our priorities in life, not what we perceive to be the priorities. Once we define our true priorities first, then we can regain our focus.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 10/21/2011 7:05:52 PM
I realize this article is three years old but it is still totally relevant today and will always be. Thank you.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 7/15/2011 4:06:53 PM
As soon as I write a poem, or whatever, I give it back to the Lord, and what happens with it is in His hands. If anyone uses it, and makes money on it, they don't have me to worry about, but God. And then I forget about fame or money, and write more poetry.
I've found my work all over the internet, being used for artwork, and even to sell tire swings, but my poetry is God's property foremost.
You have written a good article, and I hope many people read it, Richard.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 4/19/2011 12:11:15 PM
I have not received a single invitation, and I am a literary slut!
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 3/15/2011 1:55:37 PM
Didn't take me long to snap to these sharks, buddy.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 9/4/2010 6:32:58 PM
I bit on one of those in the late 1980s. It was some sort of "anthology of poetry". Then they charged me over 30 dollars for the book they published. When I shared my songs in 2003, I was swarmed by the vultures. A few years later I found out that they had stolen my songs and one of them, "Last Dollar" is making a lot of money for the thieves. Its still hard for me to hear that song on the radio. Its sad how many scams are out there. The greed in our world really gets me down sometimes.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 10/15/2009 1:10:01 AM
I had this happen to me years ago when I first decided to use the internet as an outlet. I know think of those bad choices as learning tools and am thankful I didn't get sucked in for more money than I did. I've since learned that if somebody wants me to write for them I ask, "how much do you pay?" If they tell me it's see my name in a by-line or for "exposure", I tell them I can expose myself for free and write my name of my naked body to tell the world who I am, why do I need you to do it for me?.
Writing is a job, and like any job that you're hired for, payment is due for the work completed.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 8/6/2008 6:47:49 AM
It makes no difference the type or the medium, from magazines to blogs, up the scale of book publishers, anyplace and everywhere, there are those who live to take the blood of the artisan for their own benefit. Most of us take a while to understand, finally, there are bottom feeders who prey on the author's deepest need, which is one of seeking people to read what he has written. Sad ain't it?
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/16/2008 2:51:39 PM
Sorry to hear this, but I guess it comes with the Net. The only offer I got was from the Educational Testing Service and it was bona fide.
My first publisher, who believed in my work and literary potential, lost his substantial start-up funds, and went crazy trying to succeed legitimately. My friend, Angela Hoy of Writers Weekly.com. Goes after these crooks.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 5:22:18 PM
What can I say? you have me worried Richard! Bless you for bringing this forward, and as for Georg, thank you, and just in case, I shall remember whatever Lula wants.... Bless you all! Jasmin Horst
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 4:16:11 PM
I have submitted poems to these type people and when the newness wore off I didn't anymore. Especially when I found out that since my poems had been published they could not be included in my own publication. What a bummer. Now days, it's a flat no and the flyer goes into the trash. You are right about it all being a rip, but I did garner some experience and met new people and learned what not to do any more. Great article. Liz
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 3:49:39 PM
I think what a poet agrees to depends a lot on whether they want to share their poetry or if they want money for it. I don't know of any present day poet whose gotten rich by writing poetry. It's something we do for the love of it and it's meant to be shared. I won't pay anyone a penny for mine but will allow some to be published in magazines in exchange for a copy. We pay to post our poems and other writings here at AD, so what's the dif?
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 12:55:27 PM
Fortunately I've not "fallen" for the lines of the hustlers...not since procuring the deed to the Brooklyn Bridge :o) (really only kidding, unless someone is willing to buy LOL)
A much needed article you've written, Richard, and hopefully all new authors will be reading this!
Blessings ~~ Micke
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 8:16:40 AM
I have been now, and for a long time, telling my fellow authors that don't touch anybody with not a bundle of cash up in front. And that for get their book published, they should relay on Lulu.com
Since I introduce Lulu.com to AD many have gone that way and are satisfied, so satisfied are everybody that now AD and Lulu.com are an item of collaboration.
So hear what Richard here is saying, do you hear me?! ! !
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 7:55:14 AM
great capture of the elated emotion felt when such an offer mysteriously appears in the writers life...and the fall as the realization occurs it is more about them, than it is about you or your work...the bright side for me personally, is these offers are helping me further trust my intuition and inner guidance to what is a higher conscious way of living
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 3:57:19 AM
I have been wondering lately about the wisdom of having my work on the internet at all. I have found that anything I put on the web is considered published and will not be accepted in writing competitions. Also, I have googled myself and found some of my work on other people's websites without my permission.
Is your literary work being exploited? (Article) - 5/15/2008 3:50:41 AM
interesting write--and so true--
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 11/14/2013 8:50:38 AM
I enjoyed your work. The demons of mid-life are formidable. We try to stay true to our commitments and we feel the beckoning call of demons that if we do not resist will make our very world explode. God bless the ones who have a 'half' who can hold the little pieces in hand until together they can press all back together to form a whole new life, or be humble enough to hand the broken parts over when the broken one can be strong enough to make their part in life a whole new 'whole'.
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 11/14/2013 8:39:56 AM
I surely hope it was truly that simple, Sweder.
innocence lost ... (Poetry) - 11/3/2013 4:15:59 PM
I've not been getting notices as a fan of your postings, so thought you were off the site. Just stumbled onto this and happy I did. There is such a "tessellated" essence to this piece as a whole, reminding the reader of similar experience how glitter-filled the highlights of one's remembered passions. Well versed without any self-pity or maudlin suffering. Just honesty. Beautiful. (PS-I've re-clicked the fan box to make sure I don't miss your postings in the future.)
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 9/25/2013 9:50:30 PM
Romance and its ups and downs. If there's true forgiveness, then the relationship may grow stronger. This piece feels Shakespearean - the depth of their feelings, the medium in which they express them, and (in a way) the ironic ending, for not every relationship is so lucky. Beautifully penned, my friend.
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 9/25/2013 9:41:30 PM
You take us to this place that has me wary of the camels, but excited for the journey. Last stanza in particular had me wondering how often people search foreign lands for what is already within them. Enjoyed the dialogue, too.
far deeper than a soul starves ... (Poetry) - 9/18/2013 9:21:37 AM
Many souls have known the gift of shared words in this beautiful piece of art, yet have chosen to stay in a state of chrysalis, rather than one with the two scarred hands.
My hope is the dome is shattered and the spirit fills those who will be as the dragonfly, then rise through their humbled lives.
One in him my friend, he is smiling about what you have written!
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 5/12/2013 3:10:19 PM
I hope things are well in your world! mine has been busy, in a good way. This poem reminds me of a film class I took in college about fighting your inner demon , not man vs man, the inner demons of self and the journey it places you on, one of the films was about the aborigines in Australia, fascinating stuff. I won't bore you to tears here but this particular piece did get me thinking. ever, MM
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 3/19/2013 7:06:27 AM
This was quite a quest in your journey
A very interesting write more along the
lines of a story of inner discovery of self...
Love and Light
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 5:16:09 AM
Ah, you make brilliant use of unforgettable material within such freedom and flexibility, and I love the "feel" of this masterpiece!
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 3/17/2013 2:45:45 AM
Quite an interesting read. It is a style of writing that I personally feel comfortable with.
Regarding, the journey, I believe that it is one, some of us at feel inclined to make at least once in our life.
I have made several, unfortunately to no great avail, the euphoria seemed to dissipate quite quickly when the journey ended and reality set in.
I had a suspicion on starting to read your well-crafted story, that its ending might possibly be somewhat similar.
On a somewhat cynical note, I was just wondering where your wonderfully portrayed, and ascetic holy man parked his S class Mercedes during the peak season.
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 8:27:56 AM
I'd like to hire your makeup artist.
I only have one fault with your incredibly creative journey into discovering the self. And that is that while camels range the high Gobi desert, I don't think camels would like the altitude of Kathmandu. It would probably take you at least two months just to reach their desert comfort zone.
If I could understand the satire here, I would. Perhaps it is the mental transformation when one becomes homeless after several midlife disasters force him onto the street. Perhaps it is like sleeping in the desert with camels pooping on your face. It would help to have a little selflessness and help these poor guys out.
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 3/15/2013 4:15:53 PM
Quest for the enlightenment sense of adventure
reveals a world of discoveries. Splendid writing to
this journey unique.
Lady Mary Ann
an adventurous reinterpretation of mid-life miseries (Poetry) - 3/15/2013 3:45:18 PM
Somehow, the reader believes you are not of minimal quest. You will endure the anomalies of a distant land and become more of what you are, what they are, what, if we be but honest, what we all are. Beautiful journey with humor, pathos, and anticipation for your own brand of enlightenment. Loved this write.
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 3/10/2013 3:01:10 AM
Richard, Thank you for this thoughts provoking truth.
Please keep painting. Oh!... writing.
With warm regards.Isabella.
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 2/24/2013 5:04:57 PM
Powerful poetry, Richard. What a talented pen you have!
Blessings to you,
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 2/14/2013 9:07:18 AM
This is rich and so eloquently written with sagesse!!
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 2/8/2013 6:46:11 AM
You have weaved a 'weaving' which keeps on being weaved ..endlessly..
am keeping this one..
Thank you Richard..
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 2/4/2013 1:52:46 PM
Virtuosic in ideas, originality and emotion ~
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 2/4/2013 1:22:37 PM
You always undertake the more perplexing avenues.
It pretty clear by your poetry you've been down many a road.
Absolutely great writing. Faultless last two words in closing
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 2/4/2013 11:19:31 AM
A magic wand of leeway to prepare the garden for another
impendent harvest. A splendid masterful excellence of
Lady Mary Ann
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 6:27:45 PM
Maybe I have to be high to interpret this...oh wait, I am, well then, maybe I have to be str8 to do so...I'll get back to you...;-) e
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 1:13:37 PM
if I were to attempt to decipher your vivid poetry, I would say that for every person willing to lead, no matter how stupid, no matter how shrill, there are hundreds of ninnies willing to follow in their footsteps, regardless of the consequences.
And then there are the poets who seek out and poke holes in bloated expectations.
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 8:32:24 AM
Well put and it is evermore around us...
for what does it truly matter? What impressions are sought
or admiration's gleaned from the blow windy fellows or women...
Even in small town USA for many souls seek to create this melodrama
in many forms, doesn't take a politician or writer it ever surrounds us
You are a quite impressive writer as John Domino
points out... Aye a Picasso in many ways... not only
a Picasso, but quite a deep thinker who expresses in writings
your thoughts quite well... not for the faint of heart :)
Love and Light
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 4:15:47 AM
Richard you are THE Picasso of Poets.
Reminds me of life in NYC when you are on a park bench.
Mind boggling true concrete jungle.
Thank you for this reminder.
I am so grateful to live in Florida.
Peace be with you,
less perplexed undertakings... (Poetry) - 1/30/2013 6:43:54 PM
It's fustrating the daily bombardment of our sales pitch society and the louder idiot makes the bigger sale. MM
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/28/2013 2:56:31 AM
Uniquely exquisite... "forgiveness..." flows and glows showing its majestic brilliance on constellation Sublimity.
In respect and appreciation,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/26/2013 7:01:22 AM
Absolute perfection, deeply touching Richard and well penned as always.
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/25/2013 2:56:45 PM
I read this beautiful work, dear Richard, as a somewhat whimsical piece with undertones of heartfelt gravity. I may feel it wrongly, but it does feel soulfully deep and yet also light and musical to moi.
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 1/25/2013 8:17:30 AM
I love Ralph waldo emerson... this lines you have written are so comforting.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/25/2013 8:16:00 AM
Peaceful and serene, true words to live by.
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/25/2013 8:14:45 AM
Stunning write Richard! Absolutely. We can always change the end of the story if we choose to forgive...I especially liked these lines :Still, I am in love,
Despite the taints upon us.
With hearts open arms
I purpose to FORGIVE YOU
So we may fly together
Once again as one…
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/23/2013 8:25:22 AM
Indeed, I believe that forgiveness is one of the keys to freedom! A lovely piece of work, Richard!
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/22/2013 3:51:25 PM
neat r, some things should be forgiven and then other things are not up to us to forgive I supose.
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/22/2013 3:44:43 PM
For the softened hues of gloaming twilight near a lakeshore
forgiveness true in loves embrace. Soft and delicate the rythum
of this unique piece.
Lady Mary Ann
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/22/2013 1:57:46 PM
This is one of the best emotional poems I have read in quite some time, all is bared here of each others souls...
Love and Light
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/21/2013 5:39:46 PM
A very emotional and very touching piece of poetry. Well done!
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/21/2013 10:20:06 AM
Once again, your flair for uniqueness and stretching your ability shows through. While some things should not be forgiven, indiscretions between lovers should always be so… as you so eloquently have shown.
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/21/2013 8:47:48 AM
your theme of forgiveness through love is eloquently expressed in this fluid story/poem ...
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 2:34:39 PM
There are, among the vicissitudes and variegated verses herein, tonal shifts and rhythmic resonances reminiscent of Byron's "So We'll go No More a Roving" ... not only the cadences but also the diction... and there is much more to it than just that word "a-roaming" that you use in your final line... this is a saga worthy of a kenning or two, my friend, worthy of a camp-fire legend, worthy of a magus and a seer... enjoyable on many levels, far more than most a tha stuff a veneer...
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 2:18:56 PM
...gotta love those stories with happy endings...e
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 12:14:43 PM
A story well told and with a happy ending...bravo!
forgiveness ... (Poetry) - 1/20/2013 11:33:37 AM
You've penned a story often told in variations of commitment, betrayal (of which there are far more than the obvious)and the willingness to attempt a re-connection. Such keeps one of positive mind in spite of the results. I wish the narrator well.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/13/2013 3:50:33 PM
The rhythms of nature will lull us and inspire us if we let it. Stunning poem. Happy New Year.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/13/2013 7:02:29 AM
Peaceful stillness in your splendid poem. A miracle to enjoy
for many tomorrows.
Peace in words
Lady Mary Ann
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/11/2013 2:25:53 PM
Such time is wonderfully spent.
Most erudite, this is the way to live.
To put this lament in poetry the way you have is outstanding.
Stunning; thought provoking work.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/2/2013 1:23:33 PM
this is the perfect stillness that endures for a lifetime and brings immortality to the soul, Richard; you have captured its perfection and utter completeness well... Perfect in time and space, given the date of its inspiration and writing! May all go well with you and yours in the year ahead and may 2013 shower you with many more such blessings. xx
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/2/2013 11:08:44 AM
Time for me to blow the dust off my dictionary and join in the double-dutch jump rope game. So many great writings . . . just have to chose a page and dive into the space. And space is what I found in these lines, Richard, beautiful, languorous, natural space. The first five lines of stanza three are beyond splendid; can you make up a word for that? Now, to my Oxford for "susurrant." Thank you ~~ Diana
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/1/2013 1:28:41 PM
I agree this is a very peaceful poem. Happy New year to you and yours and may 2013 have unlimited inspiration and joy!!! MM
stillness ... (Poetry) - 1/1/2013 12:01:31 PM
To me, your verses are peaceful, and meaningful and they awaken thoughts and emotions as I read. Thank you for sharing this gift, Richard. Love and peace to you,
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 4:47:06 PM
Peace prevails in stillness. How peacefully you portray the essence of a walk in the stillness. Beautiful, Richard.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 2:33:49 PM
everyday, every thought every breath is a miracle
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 1:55:47 PM
innate, but no, it's a ten... grow grow groan... out of this stillness is born an innate longing for the natural world, and innate yearning for the supernal splendor on diurnal display each passing second of every living day... you've captured these fleeting moments so well, that now they've entered into the eternal swell, the forever weave as warp and woof in timeless splice thaw the singing ice! I feel the warm winds blowing now, your poetry has shown us how!... wonderful words of wisdom indeed, and here I echo Odin's creed...
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 1:39:29 PM
I love reading your poems..such eloquence..such wisdom..such splendour ..indeed you are a master poet Richard far surpassing many of us here..yet we bask in the fullness of your gift of the written word..
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 1:37:34 PM
I wish I could have walked with you, hearing the fog horn and seeing those cormorants...don't think I ever saw one of them before, only seagulls over the ocean out this way...Happy New Year, Rich...e
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 12:45:38 PM
I think you have captured the magic of those moments with superb eloquence.
One could follow you every breath-taking step of the way, from the susurration of the sea breeze through to the resonant drone of the approaching vessel’s foghorn.
Coupled to the cormorants display and the evocative sight of November’s departing whales.
You have presented a natural feast of the Far North’s pictorial scenery...
One small point and possibly a strange one from someone who at one time invariably employed it, is whether capitalising every line benefits the poem or not, at the moment I am undecided.
Nevertheless, a very enjoyable read indeed.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 12:02:46 PM
Elegant in its simplicity, profound in its wisdom. The inner Zen is speaking quietly for all to listen, even though, few will hear. A calliope of one-hand claps. Thank you.
stillness ... (Poetry) - 12/31/2012 12:00:57 PM
This beautiful poem reminds us to set apart time for pure fresh air to bathe the spirit, really just for being in Divine presence to enjoy the miracles. Blessings to you this New Year,
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/28/2012 4:58:30 PM
As one travels the internet and some of its poetry sites one soon is made aware of the hypocrisy of the hieratical structures that each site seems accumulate over time.
Possibly my latest posting may be taken as an example of what you so succinctly portray by way of metaphor.
Whether this is a new phenomenon or not I’m far from sure.
Of course criticism whether justified or not always gives the authors the choice of reflection as to any possible grain of truth it may possibly justify.
Nevertheless, has there is a vast difference between pure vanity sites and those designed to workshop and possibly improve posted work.
You analogy of an glacier in a box had me reflecting on the time I was in Iceland, where due to volcanic action the Grimsvotn glacial lake started moving to the sea sweeping everything before it with its irresistible power.
As one who is constantly incurring the wrath of various moderators I can vouch that your posting contains a penetrating note.
However, such is the nature of moderation; they invariably chose the easier route of mediocrity.
Promoting sex appeal and vanity are it seems the two prime forces of modern poetry - Hallmark have made millions out of it, whilst real poets have little or nothing to show for their efforts.
Empty bottles indeed.
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/24/2012 2:20:03 PM
Fom opening gambit by bit by bitten biting invective to the endemic game move towards an enclosed mate, this is mighty meted out in a meeting place where the ideal reader is outbid in a bidding war for meaning, sound, sense and incensed sentiment, more or less than naturalism enclosed in upon and sequestered for a line-up where the victim replies in a speech act that must be read betweeen the lines... therefore to deconstruct "the deeper mysteries of glaciers in boxes..." and ponder the significance of ellipses...
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/22/2012 1:32:52 PM
Merry Christmas, dear Richard
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/22/2012 11:38:56 AM
I agree with you Richard. The AD sight is for giving comments/reviews on an authors work, not for telling your own story. As always, you have given us an example of a bright and intelectual mind, stating your thoughts clearly.
Joy L. Hale
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/21/2012 5:02:46 PM
Okay, I got to get high more often when I read u, this one I actually understood, just don't ask me to explain it I can hardly type tonight...can't imagine why I feel this way?............e
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/21/2012 4:14:47 PM
a fine description well worded
simply put... (Poetry) - 12/21/2012 1:52:08 PM
Engaging wordsmithing of the subject that can never have too much written about its effort to be about something worth the time and effort to have it represent honesty--writing. Essence of this exploration comes in the final stanza--a sad, yet HONEST stanza: “The cow croons: moo-moo-moo, The strident rooster: cock-a-doodle-doo, It’s what the masses seek to consume now,” propriety
Points out, “simplicity and personal opinions, NOT
The deeper mysteries of glaciers in boxes…” onomatopoeia indeed. For some of us, the metaphor might be "gang bang" given a society's lack of self control with their time and thinking, jumping the bones of innocent readers. Let's hear it again for 140 characters, the ADHD of the lost.
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 12/21/2012 10:57:39 AM
Considering that when at last the view in fullness brings contentment, the moment eagerly awaited. Most wonderful
distortion ... (Poetry) - 12/15/2012 1:20:26 PM
unfortunately, the core journalism has been supplanted by sensationalism and ratings ... they are indeed elitists!
basically, it's a theater of the absurd ... this subject has always fascinated me ... i written down some ideas and poems about it over the years but for the life of me, I can't remember the poem's names ... you think it's the wine or just getting stunode, or maybe a combination of both ;)
spot on poem, richard ...
distortion ... (Poetry) - 12/15/2012 1:17:46 PM
..your words reflect my own..only yesterday I expressed the same sentiments in different words..needless to say the times we live in trigger that state of soul, mind and heart..for, alas,FACTS are FACTS!
I feel gutted emotionally,
And my head is spinning from
The continual yammering drone of
Radio talk show hosts …
Love it..am saving it..thank you so much..kudos!
distortion ... (Poetry) - 12/15/2012 9:08:47 AM
Truth's last bastion of survival is science. Truth in journalism became and endangered species long ago. We ignored it, and now journalism seeking empirical knowledge is extinct. At least in science, the goal will remain the same even if there is, and will always be, far more questions than answers...thus the truth often if but the tease, with consensus ruling. Your investigative nature laid out a number of relevant points we should all consider seriously.
distortion ... (Poetry) - 12/15/2012 1:42:21 AM
Your pen is some kind of weapon..armed with all kinds of styles. I never know what's coming next..But that's great.
distortion ... (Poetry) - 12/14/2012 4:46:44 PM
History is littered with the lies of those who would manipulate the truth.
No less so, than American television, and it deplorable misrepresentations.
The world looks on aghast.
whaleshead ... (Poetry) - 12/8/2012 5:57:07 AM
"Ciamar a tha sibh?"
Yur poem reminds me o’ some whale watching I did in Iceland last September, I arrived just after the big glacier flood from Katla in July that wis raw nature in motion, I hope I am nae gangin tae be back when thae big yin blows.
Ony way back tae thae poem.
Och "Ah dinnae ken" whit thae wirld is coming tae, it seems as though some famous maker called Richard, on Authorsden has moved thae Oregon whalesheid ower tae Scotland, as though we didnae hae enough troubles o’ our ain.
Especially wi yon Trump fella building his golf courses ower land o’ thae Doric, it’s enough tae make oor windie whirlygigs blaw his thatch aff.
He likes tae haver on a bit, an’ he looks awfy peely-wally, he needs mair tumshie wi his haggis.
Ony way aathing has a end, an a puddin has twa.
Let’s hope he meets thae deil wi better grace.
It’ll tak mair than a fair few million dollars tae knock guid auld St Andrew aff its perch.
Seein’ we invent’d thae game, we already hae five hunner o’ thae bloody things.
Yer poem reminds me o’ thae Scot’s saying “Come wi thae wind an gang wi thae watter”.
Yur storm whit iver side o thae watter dinnae seem tae hae harm’d thae Nellie Whites.
Which wis jist as weil, cause Duns Scotus wis tae busy arguing wi thae King o’ France.
Ony way I bet it washed a fair bit mair gold up on thae sandy bits fer thae Oregon beach-combers, nae sic luck in Scotland all we get are dead whales.
A good powerful poem plenty of oomph about, I like that.
Hoots, toots, och aye thae noo! Mine’s double malt, hae yin yur sel.
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/30/2012 10:16:51 PM
truly great piece, lessons learned and taught, enjoyed!!!!
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/30/2012 8:34:05 AM
The relationship of man and eagle is presented in its surreal mode with deft understanding of the maturation process, and most importantly, the nature of finding maturity with experience. As my book, Echosis, will be published next week, the 9 years I spent writing it revealed similar revelations experienced between the protagonist and his muse, often coming to him in the form of seagull. Interesting exchange you've penned here.
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/28/2012 6:39:07 PM
To renew each day in spirit. A calming peace of blessings.
A Masterpiece as well with your hands touching your quilled pen
Lady Mary Ann
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/28/2012 6:08:25 PM
The indelible strength of your prose as to the magestic Eagle
embraces his spiritual flight. To listen to an eagle's whisper.
Unique in splendid marvel.
Lady Mary Ann
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/26/2012 11:28:12 AM
Your eagle whispers the truth of life. The journey taken was long and arduous and perhaps, finally with the eagles wisdom, the man will learn that it is better to give then receive without the man looking for accolades and vain glories. A splendid, intuitive write. *****
Joy L. Hale
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 5:07:09 PM
that masterful Eagle did more than whisper; this is an excellent journey r. well told and this could have been over say a months time span but, the years later, you have to reflect the outlook of a lifetime I think here.
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 3:34:20 PM
Quite amazing! In as much as I never expected to enjoy reading a narrative prose poem so much as I have “the eagle whispered”.
Again, I felt inclined to add my own personal thought and ending to your wonderful story.
The eagle whispered, “Now you have opened the bible of words, you may start the journey of life.”
You poem certainly touched a raw nerve. I have climbed many a mountain in order to see what lay ahead.
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 1:33:53 PM
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 1:06:41 PM
...because of your many complexities, indeed... and what if those 'innocent' ones were indeed meant to stumble as you yourself did on their journey, if indeed the stumbles were not a significant portion that combines with those several other pitfalls, pinnacles, or pilloried straw dogs to make them into all they can truly become and more? Your arduous ascent may seem necessary, but for all the wisdom in life there are only two answers and they are flip sides of the same coin -- love: namely, walk fearlessly in obedience to Christ... nothing else matters....
It is like the prophet Isaiah once said, 'They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength. They shall mount up with wings like Eagles. They shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.'
An arduous read, an ascetic's perspective... an assiduous pensive, penultimate, pent-up, pending, kind of conclusion...
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 12:31:37 PM
This is a monumental write. I am reminded of Pilgrim's Progress. But it also could be the life of any writer trying to make it in the world of literature where the peaks are far and few between. Would it be any solace to know that many writers have died penniless and unknown only for their works become classics after their death? Such is the creative life.
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 9:32:31 AM
I needed to read this today, quite needed it.
Thank you for sharing your spirit through your art, Blessings,
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 9:16:40 AM
Really good, Rich. Thanks for sharing.
the eagle whispered ... (Poetry) - 11/25/2012 9:02:31 AM
Indeed, you are well researched sharing your wisdom, so many of us fly with broken wings, lucky the eagle that still has all his feathers. Blessings
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/24/2012 4:12:22 PM
I found this a very interesting poem, possibly for all the wrong reasons.
The picture and subsequent reasoning’s intrigued me.
Despite my advanced years, I have never yet found it necessary to pray to any god. Possibly, I may yet find time to create one.
Nevertheless, it is a wonderful expression in regards to something he does not really understand.
I would however be tempted to add a final chapter, but of course, I am not the narrator. Therefore, I must remain silent.
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/21/2012 8:49:28 PM
This poem is as artistic as the painting. Five Stars!
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/21/2012 8:43:38 PM
I have to agree with Christine. This is poem above reproach.
Why did it take me so long to find your work?
You were recommended by Joy.
You now have another fan!
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/18/2012 3:11:20 PM
thanks for shareing the painting as well as this poem; both intricate. un-walled cities would certainly be an amzing accompishment. Doesn't look like we will see that. ~MM
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/18/2012 6:40:44 AM
A poem so deep with meaning, Richard, a truly soulful interpretation of a masterpiece ~
Blessings, Lots and lots! xo
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/17/2012 11:33:41 AM
Love the shape you created, Richard. G r e a t . w o r k !!
Creative use of the ampersand has me thinking about showing this to
the critique group I belong to. Bound to be mixed reactions. . .and that's good.
Want same-old-same-old, write technical manuals!
x:)x Phyllis x:)x
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/16/2012 4:56:55 PM
great characterization to this ekphrastic poem , Richard ... when i pray i always end up talking to myself ;)
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/16/2012 12:43:31 PM
A yearning heart that searches to fathom the faith of the ages that transcends time is chronicled here in the lines of this poem. If I am catching the driftnet of your intent here, you breathe life that comes from a heart yielded to a life lived in humility, whose watchwords are much more than semantics, the touchstones of a life lived in pure desire for patient strength in the face of adversity, power and love for hatred and impotence, gentle kindness for apathy and indifference, solace and ingenuity for bitter acrimony and lethargy. But your poem takes us beyond these abstractions to the essences of an altruism that transcends self-righteous motivations, an altruism that lies at the heart of love itself, this "unfathomable love" which is your bottom line.
Another fine challenging poem here, Richard (with the heart of a lion).
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/16/2012 9:11:47 AM
I take this to be a very personal poem. That the praying man is you, or, alternately, our president.
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/16/2012 2:18:16 AM
EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! VERY TALENTED!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
old man praying... (Poetry) - 11/15/2012 6:01:38 PM
If only the vast majority of wannabe faithful could read this and realize to pray is not necessarily reserved for a God of one's choice, but verbalized plea for the spirit within us to remain awake and sensitive to ITS responsibility. We are a society destined to seek solace elsewhere, until, like your poem proffers for this reader, we remove the obvious societal brainwashing that suggests, and at time delivers with a hammer, that we are nothing, save what some outside force allows us to be. Wonderful, prophetic treatise on the obvious need for self examination. Loved it.
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/14/2012 4:52:25 PM
*Beyond all vague semblances* dwells the ineffable inexorable inscrutable and all His eminence entails... This is fin de siecle finery... another prophetic poem in fine form... so much here to praise, but my mute offering must mock all show out of deference for the one to whom we now go. Way to point the way, my friend. Way to point the way!
through an open window... (Poetry) - 11/11/2012 6:54:04 PM
very cool and surreal.
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 11/11/2012 6:51:26 PM
well, it's already been said how powerful this write is,r. Extinction sounds easy compared to what were probably going to be facing. MM
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/9/2012 2:47:10 AM
''And love flowes in a river of a purest repose''.....''and tears depict no more''....''then those, who know, will have taken of the water of life freely''...------BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/6/2012 5:07:29 PM
The beautiful purity of your poem blesses one with an insight to the condition of a life not lived well and then on to the life lived well with all of the rewards one deserves who takes the narrow path steering clear of the wide path of destruction. The golden quill you use to write upon speaks of your widom and foresight. Authors Den is enriched by the quality of your words. Write on, my friend. BRAVO!!
Joy L. Hale
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/6/2012 8:19:35 AM
Your way with words continues to amaze me. You paint a portrait as rich as the nineteenth century painting that is your illustration. It is also amazing that paintings like this have shaped our image of biblical times. Recently, archaeological and scientific study have shown that many of these great paintings, often idealistic, do not reflect the actual setting at the time.
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/6/2012 8:13:25 AM
As Mary Ann Biddinger says, "Wonderful artistry..." because this feels like reading a tapestry, woven with rich language showing deep-colored human condition living. Greatly appropriate that this poem is divided in two parts; Part I 's last five lines implying a 'turn-around', what Ekhart Tolle calls "A New Earth". (Thanks for today's vocab 'rills"). I have no tattoos, but if I were to get one, there is one line in here worth writing on myself: "And every hand is extended to offer not take." Do I have your permission to have it etched on my "urn" instead? ~~ Diana
as his/her work shall merit... (Poetry) - 11/5/2012 3:54:53 PM
Tears, water and love flow in a river of purest repose. Happiness of children skipping and laughing safely together. Where His reward
is with Him to give to every man According as his/her work shall merit...A blessed moment to comtemplate His preparedness for all...
Lady Mary Ann
through an open window... (Poetry) - 11/3/2012 7:10:18 PM
Such are we as humans. Thank you for sharing, Richard. Love and peace to you,
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/31/2012 1:51:26 PM
Would love to cut and paste Odin's comment as my mind has virtually echoed his every response. The observational quality, analysis, the commentary made me somehow think of Virginia Woolf... and not VW, in a curious kind of way. I think it's the honesty and open-minded approach to both cause and effect; a clear-eyed view of the shifting ground of altered consciousness, sometimes triggered by the elements. The atmosphere, literally, is electrically charged and that circuit, as it were, broken by the interception of the wife. Taut and visceral, RLC. xx
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/31/2012 11:41:23 AM
Staggeringly acute deliverance, Richard. This razor sharp writing I just now have the privilege to read, uses a linguistic paint palet to die for. So many richly-deviant turns and twists lay open a fire swamp of despair. Written before Hurricane Sandy AND the release of the motion picture "Cloud Atlas," you have harvested astonishing visions. "Lost souls lionizing the very poisons...." "...open throats of alleyways;" "....the fullness of time seeping deep into the guts of social degradation....." A shivering read. A++ ~~ Diana
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/29/2012 5:53:40 PM
...vivid and vast as the imagined future present and the proven past... forbidden as a future long sought for and grasped in bastions of bidden bodies bode forth to outlast for an instant a longed for delight that descends from the depths to the realms of the night, on the crest of a wave dipping down, rising up, though the cup it is full, holy wine drowns out lust... even the kind sleeps sounder than rust in the soul of a man whose issue is trust in the self, in the sole arbiter of his pelf, and pure as a thought laser-focused on flesh... though the leash be brought short, our time it is brief... and the wind blows discretely, but bright through our trees... until day follows day in a burning descent and the lawns of our souls are covered in leaves... here a leave... there a leave... and leave upon leave leaves us loathe to believe that our Fall, though forbidden, will yet be forgiven... but better to never have tasted of lust than to rake up those leaves, and the moss and the must I repent, I repent, I repent of all those hot nights that never were spent in the arms of the woman to whom I belong, in the bed of her virtue, the notes of her song, and the tears that she shed for the blood that was bled on the crossroads of life where we once were wed... but my time it is short, and the lines have been learned, and the players by footlights have burned, how they've burned... to enact love's long kiss, to whisper her hush in the ear of the one to whom you long to gush... to whom you long to cling... to whom you long to sing... as light as an aria, as sweet as a ring in a swelling peal... in the steeples of time, as pure as a prayer whispering forth through the roof, through the air, on the wings of the dove we call love...
Sometimes I just need to let my response to your poetry come out in a poetic cloudburst, I guess, Richard... your poem has purpose and pith, but (if I could lapse into a lisp for a moment) it is definitely not pithy! [How's that for an understated complement].
Love and light
through your darkest night,
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/29/2012 7:06:46 AM
excellent poem ... powerful conclusion ... repetition of that verse works very effectively ...
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/28/2012 4:00:33 AM
VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!!! ''Near him a candle was gasping for life''--- I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/26/2012 1:41:58 PM
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/26/2012 9:13:01 AM
Damn, I've said it before and I will say it again...I wish I could write like you, dude...this is a killer write...(let me get my dictionary out again, though, LOL) e
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 6:42:09 PM
An illustrious jeweled collection of phrases and the "ring"
couldn't quell his surprise. Enjoyable read.
Lady Mary Ann
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 9:21:38 AM
Ha! This must come from the master jazzer side of you!
It's so interesting to be immersed in a male perspective here in this stunning piece of art with an unexpected ending.
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 7:56:05 AM
I nice little mystery wrapped up in tightly worded eloquence that keeps its attraction largely because of its prurient nature––dashed in an instant like a lightning stroke. A moral lesson from God? A brilliant piece.
Strange, because before I read this I had just finished a poem I titled, “ Out the Window.” Fortunately, its subject matter is much different, so I will posted on Saturday.
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/25/2012 2:38:33 AM
You appear to have used the haibun concept to good effect, on what is a fairly common dilemma for some of us.
“She was perfervid.” Adjective?
As a Scot, the descriptive terms “sonsie” and lithesome do not normally fit together.
As Robert Burns, aptly wrote “. Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o' the puddin-race! ...
I like the word “susurrus”, susurration. It can imply many things were neighbours are concerned.
Interesting read, I enjoyed it.
subalpine forest... (Poetry) - 10/24/2012 8:28:59 PM
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/24/2012 1:14:55 PM
You have captured the essence of lust and moral reasoning with a rich plethora of eloquent and mind probing words that draw the reader right into the middle of your dilema as you are fighting between worlds of possible compromise. A happenstance that your wife called to tell you of a bad dream? I think not, I believe Angels had surrounded you and all you needed to hear was your wife's eager voice to remind you that you belonged to her only and to the higher order that would not allow you to betray her. The pithy write you present for us to review is one of tremendous depth and soul searching; in other words another Richard Lloyd Cederberg masterpiece post! Awesome!
Joy L. Hale
through an open window... (Poetry) - 10/24/2012 10:56:08 AM
Both the structure and the cross cutting of the mind's reality and its insistence on using the moment, the experience, real or not, to ground thoughts of an extended level of consciousness, was both arresting and inspiring. His altered state vying to become complete. What a common state of being for most of us. Loved it.
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/21/2012 6:53:26 AM
"Wow" is the simple response. You have assembled an array of intellectual and artfully phrased words. Well done.
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/20/2012 4:39:09 AM
You've penned a plain and simple call to consciousness: we are but a speck in this universe. The first step in relieving ourselves of this malaise is to get over ourselves. Such a radical turn around might have a positive impact, then again, it might be easier to colonize Mars. A wakeup call of poignant and visceral wordsmithing. Thank you for the purge.
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/19/2012 5:21:44 PM
There is a reason that the term jeremiad echoes the great prophet Jeremiah, and the tone and the content and the form itself, accumulating intensity as line piles upon line until the climactic image is reached, all of it is a piece of such intensity and a triumph of the indomitable human spirit infused by the divine, to stand up and call this to account... I admire the purpose, I applaud the power and poise, and I acquiesce to the prophetic portentousness of your pen, dear poet! Finally, I pray, that as you write on, a spirit of true, sincere repentance will rise in the souls of those whose reading of your inspired words convicts their hearts... and since the effectual, fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much, I am as confident as the Christ by whose gracious sacrifice I am made righteous, that we are looking forward to a great cleansing...
Your friend, in hope,
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/19/2012 1:47:43 PM
To intervene in the ways of man. A seering accurst for a human
to bear as a great Light was forthcoming. Architect for whom
is this? Tempteousterri restless to know more !! Exceptional
writing and creativity. Richard.
Lady Mary Ann
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/19/2012 5:49:36 AM
As usual, terrific imagination, vocabulary, and writing leading to a impending conclusion that makes the reader want to read the next chapter. I don't know why, but this scenario reminds me of the wilderness and the insect kingdom operating unseen at our feet. Your next novel?
forthcoming... (Poetry) - 10/18/2012 2:45:16 PM
Reading this gave me chills up and down my spine.
transition... (Poetry) - 10/13/2012 6:03:04 PM
So gently and poignantly put, Richard, just beautiful!
Such introspective wisdom ~
transition... (Poetry) - 10/13/2012 10:56:44 AM
Stunning mental architecture Richard that shows your perceptive and sentimental side, in tandem together, just like the ubiquitous wild life you find in these remote, stunning and lovely vistas of the outback.
Always retain your thirst and passion for exploring my friend
gangly man... (Poetry) - 10/13/2012 6:22:00 AM
That's one massive Gangle ..love it to bits..
transition... (Poetry) - 10/13/2012 6:20:40 AM
This is a super super read. It flows and generously crawls about the page as if it were alive!! Fab'
transition... (Poetry) - 10/12/2012 6:52:54 PM
Peace be with you
transition... (Poetry) - 10/11/2012 7:38:41 PM
This quiet poem slips along the page in grande language. Many lovely elements are contained in here, "...tones chalk out varying patterns," "Awareness's become heightened." I love "All sense of outwardness lessens." That one is a hushed slice of Basho Haibun; a nocturnal discipline. There is great tranquility in your poem that produces a calmness upon reading. Quite enjoyed this. ~~ Diana
transition... (Poetry) - 10/11/2012 6:47:15 AM
"...two minds take flight; nonpareil in the glow of an unsullied moon..." With so many iterations of love to choose from, this embodies the scope and mystery of the phenomena. Nature seems to feed you regularly. Don't miss a meal.
transition... (Poetry) - 10/10/2012 5:40:33 PM
Beautiful, grat format, the sense of movement in this is musical really. the dry October grasses so timely right now. just perfect R.
transition... (Poetry) - 10/10/2012 12:45:49 PM
Beautiful colours, vivid images deepens this serenity of two spirits.
Unique, love defers reason.
Lady Mary Ann
transition... (Poetry) - 10/10/2012 8:12:45 AM
Love in the lake lands of the high Sierra. I can just imagine…
transition... (Poetry) - 10/10/2012 7:20:46 AM
Stunning. . . . . .Super (Nova). . . . .
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 10/8/2012 8:08:00 AM
Beautiful photo by Michelle. Your poem escapes into thoughts
to comtemplate nature's wherefore and dreams avail to copper.
The mirrored grey-blue water illustrious in knowing.
Wonderful writing Richard.
Lady Mary Ann
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 10/8/2012 7:57:50 AM
The ageless heart of winds and storms stands ore a marvelous
discovery. Wonderful walk through the canyons as I follow
your footsteps of unique poetry.
Lady Mary Ann
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 10/7/2012 12:45:33 AM
A detailed depicting of Nature's exquisite wonders that strike the scanning eyes of the heedful observer allowing their aesthetical lenses to be acutely in harmonious function.
Blissed are the hearts that pump wonders and beat to diffuse their beauty.
Healthy blissful day!
In respect and appreciation,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 10/5/2012 10:09:41 PM
a heart that can stay true through it all must mean something , a greater good, a greater respect perhaps. nature can be beautiful in interesting ways to our minds eye!
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 10/3/2012 7:53:21 PM
I wrote one called The river and the wind.Its what drew me to read it! I like yours better.
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 10/3/2012 7:51:34 PM
you're very very good.
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 10/2/2012 5:02:08 PM
You connect us deeply to the natural world here in this stunning multi-layered piece of poetry, Richard, and to the ever-changing landscape and those heartrocks etched within.
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/30/2012 4:51:31 PM
To read your excellent poem and astute descriptions of your time in a rugged canyon is almost like being there with you and your wife. Your expressive words take me there, on the trail with you as I see the heartrock and make my way down to solid ground.... remembering.
Joy L. Hale
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/30/2012 1:51:29 PM
VERY BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/30/2012 12:03:41 PM
Love this, Richard. It has the same attention to detail and total absorption of atmosphere that I was pressed to apply when trying to chronicle my experiences of The Grand Canyon back in 2009. When we are so small compared to the wonders of the amazing and absolutely VAST natural world, we want to have its every tiniest detail etched on our memory and taken into our very DNA. So a profound and spiritual experience, too. Ever-changing landscapes make us also forever-changed. xx
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/29/2012 2:23:25 PM
Nothing quite like hiking along a steep walled canyon river to get the pulse racing and the imagination soaring Richard.You can feel the very presence of times gone by in the rocky outcrops and soaring buttes you pass along the way, or uncover the majesty of the gurgling river as it siphons its way over molded rocks and clinging vegetation.
This masterpiece of heartrocks reminded me deeply of former rambles of my own in similar circumstances in Moab, Utah and at Two Rivers in New Mexico.
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/28/2012 5:43:22 PM
9 of 10, on the synaptic stimulator scale .... way yo go!
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 9/28/2012 4:32:52 PM
Hello Richard - or is that richard ...I find this poem interesting in the fact that with or without this apparatus we still see our physical being as some sort of mistake, a distortion of angles, an abhorition of genetics. The carnival mirror makes us laugh ... it is such a pity that a regular mirror does not. (I have to admit ... mine does ... every morning :-)
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/28/2012 4:14:12 PM
I enjoy the interplay of form and function here in this marvelously textured poem, where the reader feels like he or she is hiking from rock pile to rock pile, uncovering layers of meaning amid the said i meant to have said i mean, tarry long enough and you'll uncover more and more sense amid the confluence of rich sounds each word rock conveys as the heart of the man resonates so radiantly through his stony pile... sense meeting sound in a series of sonorous sound bites that leave the reader with much more to chew on than meets the eye... thanks for taking me along on this trek with you and making it so memorable. The last word has a universal ring to it, despite its dichotomous feel. (ouch, was that a malopropism?) Ah, well, it's late in the day... time to stop rambling!
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/28/2012 10:21:11 AM
I love the way you described your surroundings. It was almost as though I was there with you. That was a neat little discovery considering how much value we place on the image we have of a heart.
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/28/2012 8:16:23 AM
Beautiful and very moving! I have always loved rocks and skipping them as a child, but the parallel between Heart and Rock, makes me skip to the beat! No pun inteneded...
Thank you Richard!
heartrocks... (Poetry) - 9/28/2012 7:30:37 AM
Finding the morphing of nature to human icons is indeed a rewarding experience. As a boy, I remember finding similar reward while lying on my back, staring up at the weeping willow foliage, thinking of my mother's long hair that would cascade over my face each night as she tucked me in. Thank you for this inordinate slice of Nature's grace.
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/25/2012 1:42:03 PM
EXCELLENT!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/24/2012 3:34:56 AM
The depth of your poem brings so many more questions to my mind. Your pithy words flow within the deep waters of existence, exploring the inner issues of the heart and soul. As always Richard.. you gently encourage us to think upon nature and the "dreams that perish." Fantastic write!
Joy L. Hale
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 4:11:07 PM
the vanity in want, yet if we don't there is no reason to get out of bed tomorrow, or is it to give, and be swept away. Maybe there is the just is.
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 12:23:22 PM
A salient image crystallizes at the end of this poem in a kind of objective correlative for the philosophical speculation that gives rise to it. One cannot help but speculate as to the origins and ultimate destination of those myriad lost souls and their various and sundry ephemera. Is it merely an absence of light that constitutes the shadow? Or is the darkness of that shadow merely a temporary show that Time alters by degrees? These thoughts seem to tease, even as they seam at ease. Here we may refer to the Merwin poem: Your absence has gone through me like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its colour. One cannot say that shadow black is not a colour, because theoretically it subsumes all other colours, and is henceforth a perfect colloquy for that ubiquitous sense of having the thread of one's life pulled continuously through the needle of our eternal being... and "the shades of the prison house" suffuse within the intimations of immortality Mr. Wordsworth dreamt of in his reverie. These and other skipping stones are among the cadences of thought that cascade upon your "smooth reflected surface" breathing new life into the "lifeless trout".
You've penned another gem, here, Richard.
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 10:04:29 AM
A is the beautiful place to contemplate the garden of your soul.
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 6:44:03 AM
Brilliant, brainy, marvelous!
I can't tell you how healing this poem feels to me this morning.
Thank you and Bless You xo
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/22/2012 5:19:08 AM
Thank you Richard,
Your poem is a wake-up call for all.
I just cancelled or should I say fired my exterminator. That may not sound like a big deal but I live in Florida. Here the bugs rule. So they should because they got here first. I am now using things like lemon juice to keep the ants away from my plants verses killing the little guys. Old fashion methods of keeping rodents away like moth balls are so very effective. This way I don't kill the birds and other wildlife on my property. So I am doing my part.
Now if our government and local communities put their heads together for the benefit of nature we would see wildlife in abundance again. Amen!
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/21/2012 2:43:30 PM
Reminds me of a song Richard " Some days are diamonds, some days are stones "
As we peer into the unknowing and unfeeling visage of altered reality, we sometimes catch a glimpse of the sublime metaphysical, which is neither blue gray or blanched, it just exists.
Interesting perceptions which vary with the mood and tempo of the observer and the observed.
In due and ancient form
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/21/2012 1:52:14 PM
I surely felt the contrast in this poem. Each end of the spectrum represented fully here and gave a completeness to the whole. Unhappy spirit, flourish, blanched, take root, perish. Then the 'little discernible' next to splash and vision of death and feasting. This journey felt to me like a full-legnth glimpse at everywhere. The introduction quote is rich, and your poem painted in the colors of that message. I find that you write with exquisite herbs. I can detect your signature from the savory words. Very enjoyable read, Richard. ~~ Diana
as the rich rays of morning lessen... (Poetry) - 9/21/2012 10:41:18 AM
Your final line breaks this poem out into a much larger importance, allowing, as it does, for metaphor to transcend the pristine environs of Nature's nature, and delve into the questionable nature of man.
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/18/2012 3:35:11 PM
Wonderful story!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/18/2012 7:49:46 AM
I so much enjoy narrative poems, and this one demonstrates why. They have the power to teach wisdom in a gentle way that no lecture can ever do. You have a marvelous and intriguing way with words,Richard. I am so glad you wrote THE RIVER WHISPERED and chose to share it!
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/16/2012 6:07:13 PM
It's hard to realize the consequences of things at times. Or to notice the obvious. Most plod along. This was well done, need to read this a few more times i think...MM
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/16/2012 2:23:59 PM
Sir Richard the Galalad
Your mighty quill takes us on a fiendish and somewhat terrifying analogical tale of the vicissitudes and vagaries of life. The caption picture is stunning and I can almost wish myself there stalking those wild and rugged banks.
Never let your quill run dry brother and be one step ahead of the Passage of Time
In Friendship and Fraternity
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/16/2012 12:29:03 PM
You paint a wonderful story and the lesson is very clear. That is the very reason I sought out elderly people when I was young. I always had plenty of time to waste, but I never wasted the time I spent with these people just listening to them talk and tell me what they knew.
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/16/2012 7:02:04 AM
A beautiful written story courses through wisdom
spoken in depth of knowledge. Attuning to the
river whispered for one to adhead virtual reflection.
Lady Mary Ann
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/16/2012 5:38:38 AM
Excellent, enjoyable, and thought provoking!
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/14/2012 1:03:11 PM
Words almost escape me after reading what has to be one of the finest poems/story I have ever read. There are so many lessons to be learned here, but I feel the most important one is that one should listen to the soft words spoken to them because the words are almost always for the persons benefit. Oh, how I enjoyed perusing through your mind of brilliant words and thoughts. BRAVO, Richard.
Joy L. Hale
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/14/2012 10:21:49 AM
I enjoyed reading this poem. The author did a great job. One of the best I've read.
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/14/2012 8:28:34 AM
An allegory of immense purpose and meaning to anyone reading. You've built a tapestry of woven metaphor that like the wearing of any woven fabric, time will reveal even more of its origin, of its source, the cotton, the silk the earth cover that, as your poem/prosetry proffers, remains a continuous paradox of decay and birth, needing understanding of nurturing process, of layered experience which is is the marvel of Nature's infinite layering of lessons to be learned... especially amidst its raw landscape and other whispering enigmas. Wonderful crafting of a difficult-to-learn reverence, and increasingly avoided practice. Kudos, Richard.
the river whispered ... (Poetry) - 9/14/2012 8:04:00 AM
WOW Richard, there are so many metaphoric turns that you blended into this poem I don't know where to start. But I can tell you where I ended. No matter how much time we spend communicating to our next generation, their doomed to our same mistakes unless they start listening and hearing - then doing.
This is a Keeper.
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/9/2012 5:53:36 PM
Only you Richard could write this.
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/9/2012 7:24:12 AM
I'll be wondering what's going on at night in my garden! Wonderful description and imagination!
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/8/2012 12:49:55 PM
Surely a virtuoso wrote this absolutely entertaining banquet of a poem!
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 2:41:53 PM
I've had this piece of poetry on my mind for nearly a week now. It deserves the attention one gives an exquisite bottle of wine, including all the uppermost language in describing the experience of the sip. So: In this poem I first taste a uniqueness of spice not of pedestrian vine. The sharp notes of "ruck and muckle" sparkle, rather than cut, and are overlayed with tones of mellowness in "ruffle fluff and flounce", then given a gingerly twist with "wrongful/Deformations", and rolled into undercurrents of "unappeasable/Drivel of mainstream pabulum..." I sense a hint of brightness in the joy that "(...bubbles up when you least expect it), and conclude the brawn of this poem brings out the Bold "....strength of character is loath to the sapless,". This poem captures me fully, and the greatness is not only the message, but presentation, origination, language, treatment, and the interjection of solemnity and frivolity. I love it. ~~ Diana
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 1:11:24 PM
Pure brilliance! ~~ Diana
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 9:48:57 AM
Lots of irony here. Politics sure is a can of worms that most writers here won't open. Sure glad you did. Short and instructive at the same time.
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 6:26:55 AM
A wonderful exchange between flowers and the earth worm
as a referee. A whimisical poem. I delight in your
Lady Mary Ann
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 4:01:05 PM
RIGHT between the eyes, Richard. Loved this one. But wouldn't mind being surrounded by despicable yellow. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 12:49:45 PM
collective mess per usual.
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 11:34:08 AM
haha.... this worm's-eye-view of vitriol and vanity is quite refreshing, and oh-so-apropos for labour day! Reminds me of Sir Elton John's lovely song about "a gardener like that one... no-one can replace..." This one gets you where you live... nicely written, richard...
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 11:22:01 AM
Your clever use of words and of the dialogue of flowers conversing with one another, verbalizing their dislike of their fellow flower is imagination personified. A most amusing take on the political scene. Very well done and appreciated; I have missed your posts during my four month absence... what better way to return than to view your delicious humor!
Joy L. Hale
perspective... (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 11:10:33 AM
But wait a minute. Those flowers "built it," the color, the strength, the fragrance, the essence of what it is. They didn't need any stinking worms, right? They built themselves, themselves. Sorry, if this was not your point, but after a morning of current events review of the past week, my head was rather fixed on the glory of me, me, meism. Even the wonderful flower has its own infrastructure, rules of nature, DEPENDENCE on a little of something out there, don't they?
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 8/30/2012 3:26:12 PM
it is a carnival of mirrors r , be easier not to look! MM
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 8/30/2012 9:12:21 AM
What you see is not what you get, or even deserve. It's what's inside you that carries you through, no matter how you are reflected in the painful mirror of life. Why rely on the “other” when you have the poetic talent and courage to face the mirror yourself.
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 8/30/2012 4:02:15 AM
Your an oasis in the desert.
a fresh cooling breeze
"Clear Comprehension" I like that.
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 8/29/2012 2:15:44 PM
Clear comprehension of the Creators love.
The carnival mirror is a great creative scenario.
Brilliant and genuinely focused gift.
Lady Mary Ann
carnival mirror ... (Poetry) - 8/29/2012 11:18:41 AM
Formatted like the edge of a serrated knife, these reflections suggest the inevitable for anyone conscious: honesty never promises to be gentle. As your poem so adroitly suggests, the journey to truly know and accept the essence of self is fraught with doubt and distraction by placing too much focus on the quest for veneration and love of others. Condensation on such a mirror is only the result of the cold outer meeting the warmth of the inner's struggle. Beautifully rendered.
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/26/2012 4:52:46 PM
I used to volunteer in a women's shelter, some of the stories of how easy it is to wind up like that are astonishing.
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/21/2012 2:42:13 PM
So powerful reminding us to open our eyes and hearts.
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/20/2012 2:20:25 PM
A powerful capture and sad indictment of the economic plunder we have all become in our relentlesslesly merciless and mercenary material world. Your verses stand strong and their voicing and sentiment is clarion, Richard. Your short-line form packs a powerful punch. xx
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/19/2012 10:30:27 PM
Extremely well done, Richard...your verses paint this sad but realistic vignette of hopelessness.
remembering Cai Wenji... (Poetry) - 8/19/2012 2:31:05 PM
a lovely bouquet Richard
fragrant with beauty
Yucca Baskets & Bee Balm
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/19/2012 4:27:14 AM
so well done indeed!
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/18/2012 9:48:35 PM
Well done Richard, well done.[applauds]
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/17/2012 7:06:17 AM
a sad state of the human condition portrayed with sincerity and depth ...
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/15/2012 10:25:03 PM
This is poetry I love - beautifully meter and rhyme, superbly focused images and impressions and feelings. I like the artwork too. Impressive work. Thank you.
gangly man... (Poetry) - 8/15/2012 4:11:21 PM
EXCELLENT!!!!!!!! VERY TALENTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! VERY SAD!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva