cool!

I hope the words of this great poem,
sounding like a farewell tome,
are not describing a poet with the initials FLP,
for I have missed his presence on AD.

Connie

Beautiful pondering write Fee. Ihave missed reading your work and hope you are doing well
hug
Kathy

Was that a pin I heard drop on the carpet? No? Then it must have been my imagination. Imgination is a wonderful thing, when it is used to share our words of ... whatever ... with whomever shall read them. Yes, Felix, I do agree that words scattered on the wind do fade out like a mid summer song creating a deafening silence so loud, the ears cannot hear it. This ethereal poem makes the reader stop and think, at least for this reader it does. Thank you for sharing.

May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie

Cool imagery. Enjoyed this.

Tom

I enjoyed the feel of this one, Felix

... such a feeling of loss and transience on the one hand, and yet the in perpetuity of "going where others have trod" on the other. Are all our words written on the wind or do they endure? Like all things of spiritual dimensions, they are personally retained and yet passed from one to another like a baton. Not just black and white marks on a page, Felix; your words live on person to person in the soul, spirit and heart. xx

Excellent! picture is perfect. ~ Morgan

Very powerful poetry, Fee. Every word stands out as a poetic gem; I thoroughly enjoyed this poem and read it several times over. This has got to be one of your very best poems!

Joy L. Hale

Quite powerful - both poem and pic.

Within your lines, dear poet, there is brilliance and excellence..another stellar Felix poem!!!

Much peace, love and light,
Amber

A wonderful tender rhythm in this brilliant work, Fee ~

Amazingly written poetry Laura

Stunning work, you have wrapped in every bend emotions felt as you travel down that path, looking back you have left quite a trail, but there are new ones to pave...onward one step at a time, whatever they may bring, I just hope they are happy ones Fee!
Hugs,
Chrissie

Fee, Add this to your top ten!

Always,
Deborah

Wow! Stunning poetry, Fee...captivating phrasing...putting these in my library to enjoy over and over....

Hugs,
Anna

beautiful summer song... :)

Felix, at poet's end we write again -- retreat perhaps better describes the search for the perfect rendering of a concept when rhyme and verse evade our immediate grasp -- that challenge spurs imagination anew -- it is merely a temporary cessation -- 'til we forge ahead reinvigorated with the promise of a perfect stanza accompanied with intricate meter -- sharpen your pencil and have a fresh pad of paper awaiting, poet -- I bid you joy, love and peace my dear friend -- Jon Michael

Seem to be almost in same frame of mind of late, Fee...stay well...e

'Scattered words on wind fade out like a summer's song deafening silence'----- BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

the lines that lead us to the end are written
on the wind ... their silence, overwhelming ...

excellent poem, Felix ...