Original Pen and Ink Optimized
Copyright 2007
Kimmy Van Kooten
"The Resurrection of The Fall"
On shortened days, on field’s fallowed sights an exact nature, takeover Redeemed, now, poses alight . . .
Fruition had brimmed, topped over with honey A wellspring fair, along, riped seeds were adorning Swelled in abscissions, she thirsted for life Shhh!, let her be . . . bristling to a listless, inhere, she fell fast asleep . . .
Just dream, my love, under the tabernacle moons I quiesce in an avid gladness for you! Meld my melancholy moods, of a Fall’s stubbled plains trap warmth inside me, O’ sweetness, with swell from your reign!
The green has left you . . . where tannin browns, embody Such a bitter waste! And the yellows, red will tell, anon, Fall faces her death!
In the pith of an esse . . . Yes, so softly, she died in an Autumn’s arms, now, and at His hand here she lies. . . A Winter’s rest, once in a Spring
God willing, my love. . . my Fall You, will rise again!
Copyright 2007 Kimmy Van Kooten
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Reviewed by Tamara Perlin (Reader)
Reviewed on October 7, 2007
"Just dream, my love...!!!" Paint the roses red, Alice!! lol. I have always loved this picture, now even moreso, as your colorful words accompany and allow us to...Embrace the Fall...
XoXo ~Mara
Melancholy mood, and the author, already saying goodbye to a soon departing Fall let us know that it will come back with a greener tree, the one my childhood wanted to climb.
Superb!
Georg
Like the drawing Kimmy, very original... Interesting the way you praise the comming of Fall as mother earth replenishes all her colorful, fruitfull splendor....
This is a materpiece Kimmy and I thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs,Rose
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on October 1, 2007
Abstractly great piece of writing is my take on this gem . . . The photo of your pen and ink, it is hard to tell exactlyu what is going on in it, but I don't care for photos with poetry, I feel the poem should stand along. I rescind that feeling when you are writing about "someone," then their photo id okay. Actually they are ALL okay, I'm only speaking for myself . . . Loved this poem . . .
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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XoXo ~Mara
Walt
Love Tinka
There is a season for everything. Fall is my favorite season, and it will rise again.
Kathy
Superb!
Georg
Love the beautiful palette of colors and words. Seasons never die they just lie dormant in our hearts. Blessings Always, Paul.
Be safe,
Karen
Blessings,
Joyce B.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Stunning art and verse comprise a masterpiece; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla..
Newfie Hugs,Rose