Quintessentially 'deer ~ spell it right? Doubt it. ~
As always, your imagination soared, and you painted
a picture that will stsy with us. Enrich our lives! Running {with} Strong <3
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on July 19, 2005
Oh my gosh! Exquisite! I just love this Absolutely Love this.
you really are amazing. ...I touched it to feel the wood and see if it could still speak... You are Magnificent!
Thank You so much. I am saving this in my library ok?
Tracey
Oh this is just, Breathtaking. So beautiful! So inspiring encouraging and on and on. Thank You! (c :)xo
Retta,
Your words always touch my soul, where only peace is allowed. There's something about old bridges and fine wines that are always unique to me.
Beauty lives in your words.
Most beautiful poetry...and the mystery behind it we will never know huh?
Splendid!!
Love Tinka
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on July 18, 2005
You have a tendency of not posting all that often, so it is with great anticipation whenever I see your name announcing that you have one for us/me/them. I am NEVER disappointed and this one dissapointed me even less. I don't know what kind of competition you are up against in the contest, but it will have to be fantastic for you not to win, hands down. One line: "I had disturbed something," IS the poem.
Yes. Well Retta; I think the bridge is a symbol of much. Oddly, it looks much like one that my father built once. This is a connection to much more than meets the "eye." Thank you for sharing this. Love and peace to you. Regis
Oh Reindeer, this is so deep and moving. I would say that you aced the challenge, my friend...and yes, sometimes we all need a guide. Beautiful poem.
Take care,
Sherry
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
WOW! Retta
You awe me with this magnificent piece
Once you place your words onto the scene
It becomes so clear, yet it's not there.
William ......Peace & Love
As always, your imagination soared, and you painted
a picture that will stsy with us. Enrich our lives! Running {with} Strong <3
you really are amazing. ...I touched it to feel the wood and see if it could still speak... You are Magnificent!
Thank You so much. I am saving this in my library ok?
Tracey
Oh this is just, Breathtaking. So beautiful! So inspiring encouraging and on and on. Thank You! (c :)xo
Paul;-)
Ron
An excellent, spiritual write--beautifully illustrated through your lines! Thank you, Poet and friend, a touch of grace today. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
Felix
Your words always touch my soul, where only peace is allowed. There's something about old bridges and fine wines that are always unique to me.
Beauty lives in your words.
Lisa
Splendid!!
Love Tinka
Hugs,
Tami
Allen
Best wishes
Take care,
Sherry
Eileen
The old bridge lo0ks spo0ky?
Hope life is being good to you.......