Visit Me In My Garden (poem) by Joy L. Hale on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on December 16, 2013

NATURE TOUCHED YOUR SPIRIT AND FILLED YOU WITH PHRASES THAT SOOTHE THE LOST OF SUMMER BLOOMS, WHILE ANTICIPATING THE ARRIVAL OF AUTUMN'S FLORAL GIFTS. GREAT PICTURE! THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on November 20, 2013

sumptuous, sonorous, seasonal and enough imagery to sate a film editor! This one teases alive the senses with a synaesthesia of form and row upon row of romanticism. Nicely done, Joy.

Reviewed by DM Yates (Reader)

Reviewed on November 15, 2013

So very nice and expressive. I love the feeling of the peaceful garden in this poem.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on November 14, 2013

Thank you. I enjoyed the walk and sitting in your garden. I can even smell the yellow rose.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on November 13, 2013

A peaceful and lovely offering, Joy. Thank you for sharing your gift. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Clarence Prince

Reviewed on November 13, 2013

It's so very nice that you are back with us again, Joy, and with a poem like this, who can replace here? Thanks for the invitation to your garden and for sharing this great poem with us! May you be blessed more than ever before!

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on November 13, 2013

a fine walk this would be
budd

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on November 12, 2013

Of delicate splendor you write
such a gift for us to embrace
evergreen with your grace

Welcome back Lady Joy!

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on November 12, 2013

~Joy~
To walk with you through this lovely garden in poetry. Roses of
yellow fragrance, as the colours of Autumn complete the cycle of
gardening. Lovely visit dear friend.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on November 12, 2013

Ah! What an enchanting garden you have taken us to...makes the gloomy snow/rain mix outside my window disappear...wonderful writing, Joy...

Anna

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on November 11, 2013

SHE walks in beauty, like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that's best of dark and bright. Meets in her aspect and her eyes.
Romance and nature bloom together in your poetic words.

Reviewed by George Dominguez

Reviewed on November 11, 2013

Beautifully penned Joy! Yes I'll walk with you in your garden when the spring comes and when the summer is here. We will have a lovely time, can't wait until next year. God Bless. George AKA THE WISE OLD OWL

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on November 11, 2013

This garden is in your heart.

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on November 11, 2013

Wonderfully written poetry Laura

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on November 11, 2013

Your garden sounds very seductive. What would happen if I walked into your lair?

Ron

Reviewed by Judith Ann (Reader)

Reviewed on November 11, 2013

Yes your writing had me right there at your back door ready to walk out with you and sit on that park bench. I could smell the yellow rose and see all those brillant autumn colors coming to life. You write so beautifully. You just take us there.

Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas,
Judy

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on November 10, 2013

Joy, the beauty in this piece is worth the wait the flowers will give way to winter and then return to capture our smiles in the promise of Spring Life cycles in all its beautiful splendor and this garden contains all of the Creators greatest creations. Yes, your muse has returned...but did I not know that already?
Always
Amor

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Reviewed on November 10, 2013

Oh, Joy. Such beautifully floral words. The colors of Autumn make me think that I possibly might consider leaving all of Southern California winter's moderate warmth for the colors of upcoming winter that you so well describe... Uh, though, yes, your poem is lovely! But still, to leave Southern California to see the splendor of Autumn's color... Really, I think not.
Glad to see you writing again.
Mark

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on November 10, 2013

Wow Joy! What fun! I'll be right there! Oh, that's right, you live in the South West. Anyway, great poem to dream by and yes, you are are highly talented and truly blessed.

Peace, love and abundant blessings,

John Michael

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on November 10, 2013

Yep, an age old custom spawned by the weather. I don't think true gardeners ever get tired of the ritual. Since I was married to one I know they don't. I liked the intimate way you wrote this, I feel as if I could walk across the street and sit on the bench with ya.