Photography of Bard Green
Stoney Silence
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The Distance of Good Bye
She traced the resonance of her solitary tear... silence casting its tacit grip muting her gentle spirit subdued aching for whispered remnant of Promise
A query...ringing inaudibly, irresolute as stillness permeates the breeze and whispers of love waxed deafening dissolute she, adrift in the reticent twilight of Unknown
Separateness surrounds her in hollow cacophony transcending pleas of hushed pardon obscure eclipsed unspoken in the faint distance of Good-bye
My God, I love how you write, Taylor. Your vivid and descriptive phrases are always so soft and flowing and weave such wonderful word-images for your readers. Always a pleasure to read and enjoy.
Love,
CJ
Dear Taylor, As I read and reread this poem, I try to stabilize my emotions and look at it from a purely critical perspective. But I just can't seem to get to that point -not yet. I'm beginning to realize it will take some time before this poem loosens its grip on my imagination and my heart. You have overwhelmed me with your pen and I'm not sure I want to be released from inside "the faint distance of goodby." I would rather let my spirit remain here "adrift in the reticent twilight of Unknown" for a while. This poem is alive. It lives and breathes here on this page. It will not let me go. Perfect artwork to go with this amazing piece of work! ~Butch
Wow! Taylor that is DEeP,VEry DEEp! NO pun intended lol... Your pen speaks Volumes! I felt the longing of the Good bye!An emptiness, an Echo! WArm HuGs, Sheeexox
Separateness surrounds her
in hollow cacophony transcending
pleas of hushed pardon
beautiful, beautiful... I love this sleek, classical and moody style from your enigmatic pen, Taylor. You create in sounds of ringing silence just how often we can feel muffled in a devastating sense of distance that so often feels like punishment; the sensitive spirit that translates separation as the always mia culpa... As always, your effortless gift of writing pours through your pen. Bless you and thank you. K xx
A very meaningful poem that tugs at the heart strings, Taylor. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,
Regis
Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)
Reviewed on November 5, 2006
Dark and meaningful, superbly penned poetry here Taylor. You have an innate talent for capturing so much depth of emotion into every single line...your work always transports this reader and speaks volumes. So much in this...I read, re-read and saved. Much love Panda :)x
This is truly outstanding poetry. Anytime I can walk hand in hand with each wonderful line and then come away with..." WoW" Then the writer has truly toched home with me. This piece done that.
Goodbyes aren't always final but in love...we sometimes lace it with finality. Your pen assures us that though final,there is power in goodbyes as well.
Love to a great poetess.
Susan
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Love,
CJ
in hollow cacophony transcending
pleas of hushed pardon
beautiful, beautiful... I love this sleek, classical and moody style from your enigmatic pen, Taylor. You create in sounds of ringing silence just how often we can feel muffled in a devastating sense of distance that so often feels like punishment; the sensitive spirit that translates separation as the always mia culpa... As always, your effortless gift of writing pours through your pen. Bless you and thank you. K xx
Regis
Allen
Love,
Joselyn
-Bill
Love to a great poetess.
Susan