His Spinal Bed (poem) by Axilea MU on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 23, 2008

Your thoughts within this work are deeper than we can see when we first read...there is the reality of a life illed in a bed to expose a life not of truth but one of terminal realiztion that the universe is awaiting the completion and acceptance of what one has become after years of dying to become Healed....

nice...

Art Sun...

Reviewed by Tony Jenkins

Reviewed on August 1, 2008

Iam in awe. Brilliant.

Tony

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on July 29, 2008

Axilea, this is excellent. I love the play on the word "lies."

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on July 22, 2008

quite unique Axilea, I can see it happening before my eyes!
Wonderfully penned!!!Much to think about here...
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Sheexooo

STay Positive!

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on July 21, 2008

So Beautiful! Loved it, Axilea!

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on July 20, 2008

"His Spinal Bed" is supported by a finely balanced column of stimulating imagery and motif ...

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on July 19, 2008

Love the description: "gas flame blue." You have a fine mind, Axilea. I thoroughly enjoy your uniqueness, your perspective, the way you compose your work. Lovely.

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on July 19, 2008

excellent and well penned
Love & Peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on July 19, 2008

Axilea,
Awesome imagery in this poem. Excellent read.

Blessings,
~Linda

Reviewed by David Hightower

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

Axilea Strong images. I like the play of words with "lies" and the vertebra metaphors. Especially liked:
he lies in his bed
in illness that makes him lighter
HEALING
just between the earth
and the fleeting sky.

I also like the paradox of healing a life through an illness. - David

Reviewed by Mark Rockeymoore

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

evocative...very visual, i could feel this poem coursing through my mind.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

Profound and paradoxical. A backbone but no backbone and a backbone that sways gently, I feel in strength. Much to think about. Liz

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

Given the circumstances we are currently going through with someone who lied to us... I had trouble getting past the emotions of frustration and anger that the first three lines brought me... hee, hee...
The lies...why can't people just be honest?? Maybe then the backs wouldn't break from the burden of carrying those lies...

Cryssa

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

Images intelligently and beautifully mingled and linked and with sustained power.
John

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

This breathes of empathy... I can feel his back, wracked with pain, healing-- see the milkyway, like a milk-white path of bone, dancing a bit-- hear the wind through the stars-- his northern eyes searing, whispering... it's laden with atmosphere--and intelligent to boot...all that backbone imagery going on. ...and it just goes to show you, that a good, strong backbone is the key to Everyman's universe.

That there's some pow'rful-good writin'!... --Charlie

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

Very well written and I agree with ET!
Much peace. love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by stan nassano

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

Hi Axilea,Glad i was able to catch this write[i've been out&about]
as E.T says your the master of the pen....weaving words like strings of pearls.....salute,
stan

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

"Hissing like a snake
- with ink-shot eyes -
that dances to the revealing beat
and holds the draping heavens
hissing and whispering secrets
of the missing link"

This entire poem is a masterpiece!
Thank you for sharing it!...ET

Reviewed by Linda Law

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

Not a pretty or poetic subject; yet you managed to find a way to tell a difficult story with realism as well as beauty ... this is life... for most people.... unpretty as it is.... you got it girl!
lindalaw

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

The paradox of life and illness is one we struggle with constantly, few people escape live without illness and disease. I like in this write though how it is a part of the world around us and the very home we live in is part of the cure.

Fee

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on July 16, 2008

Axilea,

Life is so segmented my friend. We are the glue which has to keep it all together. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on July 15, 2008

Oh how you take my breath away with the deep motivational, spiritual overtones, bravo....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 15, 2008

Wow. My spine, unhinged by the power of these words - excellent. Concur with Sage: this has backbone. Well done, Axilea, my new favorite of yours!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Emile Tubiana

Reviewed on July 15, 2008

Dear Axilea, Is a great poem and teach us to write.
Well done. Love Emile

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on July 15, 2008

Chiropractic, practical, pragmatic - His Spinal Bed prescribing the means necessary to confessional revelation...he must confess to his wrongs either upon his could-be deathbed or the suffering of paralyzation, or his healing will not be condusive to regaining the virility and strength needed to thrive on this plane of life...whether parable or reality, the message of metaphor concludes immobility of mind, body, and spirit if not aligned properly, results in crippling...Axilea, this has backbone and the rhythm of spinal tap! Be well, you...

Love,
Sage