Paul, I've never seen the word "alfalfa" in a poem before. The imagery you create with it is extremely unique. Such mystery in this piece. You left me wondering about this shadow that triggers fear. Well penned! -Sheila
Reviewed by Amy Hawke
Reviewed on June 13, 2003
excellent comments .. I agree with many... I'll go along with Bill on this one.
Much enjoyed... aah yes.. the mysteries one finds in the things "not quite" revealed
Reviewed by Renee Bagley (Reader)
Reviewed on June 10, 2003
I agree this poem is very deep and intriguing! Excellent visual scheme!
I re-read three times your poem. Is the first time I do so at Authorsden. Bravo!
You are a poet, yes, you are. There is a touch of poignancy here, I almost catch its presence through the alfalfa.
Reviewed by Lisa Cannons (Reader)
Reviewed on May 27, 2003
Paul, imagery fantastic, love the mystical side to it, not quite revealing all....
Lsia
Paul, great poem. But most of all I like the sentence on your bios ...Live life by your instincts and never let anyone change your mind..... I try to stick to this. Thanks for visiting my page. Hope to see and hear more of you. S.
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
Beautiful imagery, Paul. Well done.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
I loved the flow and mystic feel of this, just lovely!
Paul,
This is beautiful ..some very profound thinking here.
Chrissie
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
Paul
"
Intrigue and curiosity held my gaze.
Life seemed momentarily
suspended before dazzled eyes.
Torment filled the cold night air.
Moving with want and longing,
low within the drifting reeds,
twilight captured the silhouette
never to reveal its true identity.
Thoughts of past presence
gave peace of mind.
Fear and sadness brought
distant memories to light."
I am in awe and I love being lost in a flied of alfalfa!!!!!!!
Goodmorning Paul this is so nice to read over morning coffee {{smiles}
Peggy
Good Morning, Paul
Thought provoking write, and damn good one too.
tony
Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
I always felt that a woman's naked body exposes too much, love the more subtle nudity as you have mentioned here. Why was I thinking about naked woman?
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
Beautiful as is the dark with its secrets.
Reviewed by Linda Hill
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
Excellent write, my friend
You always amaze me with
your talent..
~~Linda~~
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on May 20, 2003
Paul, it is the things not quiet revealed that tantalize our senses, that provide us with the mysteries and mistique of life. This is deep and takes me with you almost to where you wanted to go. Bill
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Much enjoyed... aah yes.. the mysteries one finds in the things "not quite" revealed
You are a poet, yes, you are. There is a touch of poignancy here, I almost catch its presence through the alfalfa.
Lsia
This write is awesome.
One of your best yet..
Trixie :)
This is beautiful ..some very profound thinking here.
Chrissie
"
Intrigue and curiosity held my gaze.
Life seemed momentarily
suspended before dazzled eyes.
Torment filled the cold night air.
Moving with want and longing,
low within the drifting reeds,
twilight captured the silhouette
never to reveal its true identity.
Thoughts of past presence
gave peace of mind.
Fear and sadness brought
distant memories to light."
I am in awe and I love being lost in a flied of alfalfa!!!!!!!
Goodmorning Paul this is so nice to read over morning coffee {{smiles}
Peggy
Thought provoking write, and damn good one too.
tony
You always amaze me with
your talent..
~~Linda~~