This is a special write that I think most people in love or wanting to be in love aspire to have come true. Wonderful write.
Felix
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on June 6, 2005
Karla I thought it was our secret. The Temperature was not the only thing rising, huh.
Hang on Tinks. We best see if any of us can help Tinks find her way back out of the picture...
Oh my goodness! I was just bathing in the picture before reading your poem - and then you took the words that that picture speaks and just wrote them like those gently lapping waves straight down on the paper, Karla! My college tutor speaks about the epitome of poetry becoming as "an inevitable utterance" - reckon this must be it, when describing this visual: how that moon sure does shine in such a realistic way: what an artist... mind you, the reality must be better, huh? I have ALMOST seen a beach that looked that way... it must be a once in a lifetime thing, I guess... Just adore the way you interleave your stanzas with the swell of the waves of passion... ain't that just the way?! Ah! The peaks and the troughs... tres amoureuse, ma Petite; ici a toi! Aimes bien. LOL Kate xx
Reviewed by Divinity 11 (Reader)
Reviewed on June 6, 2005
gotta love her! the moon sure has a way of pulling two together
Welcome to Hell on Earth, boys.
Andersonville POW camp...
Russell's battle-worn body looked defeated. He was a Union soldier; she was a Confederate nurse. But when Rosa looked into his eyes, she saw pure determination. He looked fo
Eileen
Peace and love, Carole
God Bless
Michelle!
This is too gorgeous for words! Awesome imagery, and that picture is breathtaking! GREAT job; keep up the awesome writing! BRAVA!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Felix
Hang on Tinks. We best see if any of us can help Tinks find her way back out of the picture...
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nicely done
gypsie
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Got lost in the picture!!
Love Tinka