All is quiet,
except your voice
penetrating white space.
Dear sister angel....amazing verses my friend....very deep and sweet....splendid write...written with much depth and power....cheers...love n luck....BHUWAN!!!
quietness I can hear a thousand miles away, penentrating my dark and lowly house. Castles rising in Spain for you, Kate!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on August 1, 2005
Heresy, Traitor, going to Spain, call your self English. Next you'll be telling us your parents went holidaying in Germany in 1939 thru 45.
Bet you don't wear Support the troops. Where next Iraq. Dinner for two with Bin Laden. Save the Saddam?
Other than that the poem ain't bad, guess his voice is even there too.
Reviewed by Pacific Ink (Reader)
Reviewed on August 1, 2005
I like the minimalist approach you have taken in this poem...
It is said that in Andalusia a creative spiritual force called duende finds its way into the souls of certain poets and seeps exquisite beauty through their pens. Apparently you are one of those certain poets:-)
I may not be able to pronounce the title but I love the romance of the poem and the way you deliver it in such a fine fashion. Kate you are a lovely romantic of the old school. Sweet Kate I love your work.
Cryssa
Breathtakingly beautiful, excellently expressed--BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
thanks for sharing
love and peace
timeless and romantic, Kate.
Paul;-)
except your voice
penetrating white space.
Dear sister angel....amazing verses my friend....very deep and sweet....splendid write...written with much depth and power....cheers...love n luck....BHUWAN!!!
Bet you don't wear Support the troops. Where next Iraq. Dinner for two with Bin Laden. Save the Saddam?
Other than that the poem ain't bad, guess his voice is even there too.
Pacific Ink
Reindeer
Take care,
Sherry
Ron
Hugs,
Pops
Romantically beautiful. "Andalusian Sunrise" glows.
Keep posting, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU