OH, DAWN...THOUCHING THE THOUGHTS THAT EVERY ONE OF US HAVE FELT... WHEN AT A VERY SPECIAL MOMENT WE REACH BACK AND CATCH A GLIMPSE OF ... PAST TRUE LOVE. THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS LOVELY POETICAL TOKEN. BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Dawn, I'm sure the thoughts come easy as you stroll
along the grassy Nantucket knolls, but it calls for
artistry to capture those thoughts in such lovely and
meaningful lines. -gene.
Most beautifully written Dawn, and you have touched on the intrinsic value and uniqueness of love. There is nothing blind about it. It is eyes wide open all the time.
I could feel the heartstrings tugging with this melancholy offering.
Dawn - Truly an autumn poem reflecting on the psst and on love. The words, "gazing to a distant sun" are very effective in indicating not just distance in space but also distance in time.
Also liked how the last ines refute the old cliche,
she realizes true love isn’t
blind – but a constant, clear eyed state of knowing.
Your last line pretty much tells it all. What a lovely flowing poem you have written. It feels like the salty air blowing through my mind.
Lovely!!!
Peace, light, and love,
Amber "V"
Beautifully said. I love that your poems are mostly written in the third person...it adds a hint of mystery to the poem as to whether it is a poem about the writer or about someone you watched or no one in particular at all. To me, it is like watching a scene in a movie play out--a silent movie and your words are like the captions at the bottom of the screen.
Bingo... infatuation is, perhaps, blind, but unconditional is the love that sees and loves, warts n'all... and just how great is the love that continues in its steadfastness even in that "state of knowing". Lovely meditation, Dawn... me and Nantucket would go well together; it seems not unlike my Dorset home! :)) xx
Your heart has lived a full life and part of the life was so wonderful because your life-diet of emotions included tasting and savoring the taste of love.
well done.
hugs
fee
....such heart and wisdom in your words Dawn...this poem sings!
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 7, 2009
Love the poem, and you do know how to "ease" into your point as Sheila has mention, but I maintain that love is blind, Dawn. It has been proven time and time again that love is a narrow, one-way street which refuses to see anything but love. This can be beneficial, of course, but it has also been very hurtful for millions, maybe billions of people throughout history. In the end . . . Love is just exactly . . . What it is.
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along the grassy Nantucket knolls, but it calls for
artistry to capture those thoughts in such lovely and
meaningful lines. -gene.
a very enjoyable read...
ArtSun...
Harold M. Nash
I could feel the heartstrings tugging with this melancholy offering.
Jerry
Regis
Also liked how the last ines refute the old cliche,
she realizes true love isn’t
blind – but a constant, clear eyed state of knowing.
- David
Lovely!!!
Peace, light, and love,
Amber "V"
but she is also blessed.
Lovely ...
Cryssa
Larry
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
well done.
hugs
fee
Sheila
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Georg
A perfect reflection, and what the mind thinks true the heart may well do, too...or is that the other way around?
John