The castle in my dreams stands. It is a place I visit. Perhaps the eagle is my muse
She said goodbye that day He didn't say a word The symbolic eagle lost from sight What pain he hath endured! Why did their paths converge when castle walls were scaled? What happened to their view of love? Has every dream now paled? Surrounded by the darkness the castle walls her keep, a turret room the lookout granting vision in her sleep In love she made a choice the hardest one to make to cling to dreams is easy She made the choice to wake…
Beautiful picture ... an inspirational masterpiece - superb!!
Best to you,
Robert
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on January 30, 2005
Chanti,
The atmosphere, alone, lured me in, willingly. The meter and rhyme floats, made me sigh audibly. To write the human condition, accessibly, yet so poetically, is a gift. We wish to draw a reader in with theme, so she can relate, yet express in a way that will linger. For me, you have done this with beauty and with honesty. I gasped, reading those last two lines. This is an exquisite piece. katy xox.
Chanti, a stunnung poem, deeply stirs the emotions!
I agree with Elga, the last lines are outstanding.
To wake from the dream is almost too much to bear,
This is such a sad poem, with a beauty that truly hurts. Just remember, to choose to wake is not the final choice you'll have to make; but ask yourself why and when you believe you'll dream again.
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on January 28, 2005
My sentiments are much akin to Elga's...seems we both see the
same brilliance in your lines, Chanti.
"Waking" can be wonderful at times, but it depends on the sight
we behold when we finally open our eyes.
"In love she made a choice
the hardest one to make
to cling to dreams is easy
She made the choice to wake…"
There is so much meaning in these verses but the entire poetic creation is captivating in a surreal way (to me, anyhow). Thank you, Chanti. Love. Regis
I don't often comment on your poetry, but this one, the more I read, the more the tears welled, and felt choked with such emotion. It is excellent in its entirety, but girl, your last four lines, speak volumes:
In love she made a choice
the hardest one to make
to cling to dreams is easy
She made the choice to wake… ----> some of us don't have the courage to wake :(
Hugs, Susan
Beautiful picture ... an inspirational masterpiece - superb!!
Best to you,
Robert
The atmosphere, alone, lured me in, willingly. The meter and rhyme floats, made me sigh audibly. To write the human condition, accessibly, yet so poetically, is a gift. We wish to draw a reader in with theme, so she can relate, yet express in a way that will linger. For me, you have done this with beauty and with honesty. I gasped, reading those last two lines. This is an exquisite piece. katy xox.
Take care,
Sherry
Smooth write,
Felix
I agree with Elga, the last lines are outstanding.
To wake from the dream is almost too much to bear,
Love,eileen
same brilliance in your lines, Chanti.
"Waking" can be wonderful at times, but it depends on the sight
we behold when we finally open our eyes.
A haunting, most beautiful poem--very vividly expressed emotion! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Poignant miss, miss.
Hope all is well with your friend. Been kept in my prayers..
Keep well!!
Love Tinka
the hardest one to make
to cling to dreams is easy
She made the choice to wake…"
There is so much meaning in these verses but the entire poetic creation is captivating in a surreal way (to me, anyhow). Thank you, Chanti. Love. Regis
I don't often comment on your poetry, but this one, the more I read, the more the tears welled, and felt choked with such emotion. It is excellent in its entirety, but girl, your last four lines, speak volumes:
In love she made a choice
the hardest one to make
to cling to dreams is easy
She made the choice to wake… ----> some of us don't have the courage to wake :(
God Bless Chants
Much love
Elga
Paul;-}