this, the black heart of the winter season: bitter; cold; d e a d. blood refuses to pump through the stagnant veins, frozen from disuse: that is, until l o v e comes in poems and the sun, jump-starting me to life, letting me move again.
With the sun we have energy
thanks for this
Angela
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2007
Dear Karla,
The most wonderful thing is that we can all provide a little sunshine in someone else's life. We all benefit from the warmth we produce when huddling together.
Beautiful write and I love the use of this new format, very striking and matching the images you are painting with your thoughts and hearts. It is amazing that the colder it gets outside the warmer our writes as poets and writers tend to get. Great capture of your subject. Well done.
GLIMPSE OF AN ANGEL IS NOW AVAILABLE. A PORTION OF ALL SALES WILL GO TO HOSPICE TO THUS ENABLE THEM TO HELP OTHERS WHO ARE SOON TO PASS TO THE OTHER SIDE. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
I have written a chapter called I Am That, I Am in this inspirational compilation book by best-selling authors and wonderful people from all walks of life xox :-D (Its sister book is called Adventures In Manifesting - Success and Spirituality)
This is a fun and quaint little diddy. But so are you, me thinks.
Love,
Richard
LOL,
Sharon
love and peace, Carole
Love
CJ
Love and hugs
Lena
God Bless
Michelle~
thanks for this
Angela
The most wonderful thing is that we can all provide a little sunshine in someone else's life. We all benefit from the warmth we produce when huddling together.
Love & Light always and in all ways,
Joseph*
Love,
Susan
Great work!
Love,
Eileen
Fee
Rusty
Take care,
Sherry
Karla, this is absolutely beautiful! Very well done; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :D
in poems and the sun
Both can do just that, and I am truly ready to kick Old Man Winter out of town! Maybe I'll put him on a bus, and head him south!
Blessings,
Joyce B...
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