This is "extraordinaire"

Well done..almost a "Ghostly" feel to this one... to me anyways!!

love Tinka

"quick thinking" deserves the observations and analysis of detailed thought ... i sense a presence assured by its momentum ...

Suspenseful. I like the water in a pail reflecting heaven. Profound. And you are definitely real. Excellent. Liz

I have read and reread Kate and have enjoyed every pass including the comments before mine. I don't find this claustrophobic at all, at least not in the first person. To me the close feelings come from those who sense the spirit...bound still to earth and man's patterned existance. The spirit soars free, like a breath of wind until the wind is met head on and blows that spirit who is lighter than the wind...moveable but not to be captured. The final question is a zinger and I don't have the answers, but you have certainly left me thinking...I'm just not quick enough...but give me time.

This is a fabulous simile, Kate...I wish it were mine.

"Heaven is as contained to me

as its own reflection shimmering

on skins of water in a pail."



Love,

Taylor

I'm fascinated by this poem, Kate. I like your question and descriptions that put the reader in the place of this spirit. could feel the rush of wind and quickening heartbeats and some inner yearning to be considered "real". Dawn

A claustrophobic feel to this one, wanting to break the bonds that chain you...excellent, Kate, you've penned another winner! Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, karla.

Wonderful writing Kate,enjoyed very much sweet lady...Hugss

Fascinating. And both babies and dogs are very perceptive.

Like a shade passsing through its own nightmare, unable to escape. You have created a wonderful story of mystery in this poem.

interesting and well penned-enjoyed!

Wow Kate, you have penned such a magnificent piece. So full of emotion and thought. Enjoyed especially the way it keeps moving throughout.....

Be safe,
Karen

Have to agree with fee on this one Kate....somehow unearthly and well said, leaving me somehow with an unearthly feeling

Walt

Heaven is as contained to me
as its own reflection shimmering
on skins of water in a pail...
Gotta admit never thought of heaven quite like that before or seen it contained in a pail of water. Poets sure can shrink thinks in their vivid imaginations. Well done Kate. You reach down and always come up with winners.

Maybe you found yourself as the reflection of everything around you - The physical bones & walls cannot offer the illumination required by your receptors - So you created a unique sensory perception to refine your sense of beauty - And so you write -And so it goes -{ALL Love good} *Ted

Wow Sweet Kate, this is powerful mo jo, grips the readers attention wiht cold shivers down the spine from the very first line and by mid way you have us trembling until the holy water and crosses are dug out for the nightstand. Very well done Kate though not your usual I love it and enjoyed thouroughly.
hugs
Pops

A dynamite piece of writing, taking on the hereafter in style and grace (I know that is clichéd, but the hell with it, it works) that benefits the subject matter. The reader (me) gets an eerie. Poeish feeling as I float with the voice until I get to the last line where I come out of my trance and realize you have taken me on an unnatural (who sez?) trip . . . Last time I felt that was years ago after hitting a tab of acid . . . Gotta love it . . .