Immortal Motion (poem) by jude forese on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 8, 2005

Wonderful wishful thinking.

Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader)

Reviewed on January 5, 2005

The spirit is everlasting and that's when life really starts. Enjoyed the write...

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on January 5, 2005

Robert you swing words like a vikings sword, rolling heads, slicing hearts, and grooming love. G

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 5, 2005

Well Penned Robert
What is reality?
But a state Of mind

William

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on January 5, 2005

...Feel I should try to rise to some sort of an attempt at exegesis on the nature of immortality - but just can't do it! (What a relief!!) I have looked at this a couple of times before, and continue to be just floored and decked by it. This is beautiful and compelling, Jude, and has quite a hermetic feel to it - in a good way!! Excellent analogy of what a living death is like - a refusal to metamorphose, and grow to meet your full potential, perhaps. And then there's that door ajar which is the image that really grabs me and draws me in - like following the White Rabbit! I thought I was Kate, but perhaps I've just always been Alice instead?! Come to think of it, The Pool of Tears does sound familiar! TY for this, Konfused xx

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

This was speaking in secret tongues to my spirit. This is so much deeper than this simple mind can fathom. Outstanding...moving write Robert...thank you!

Allen

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

Beautiful poem and I loved your closing ...

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

A look at life and death so perceptive it soothes and excites the soul. Gorgeous poem Jude.

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

Stunning, Robert, absolutely breathtaking... I'm beyond words. I am eternal. Bravo.

I can say you have a superior grasp on creating images from words that seem to strike memories from within, comforting, yet, almost scary...

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

An epiphany must come before the spirit can ascend to the immortality that awaits the soul.

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

As a leaf can become a tree, so can the body become the Spirit. Death is Life. Insightful write. Powerful ending :-)

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

This is pretty amazing stuff, Robert. Even death has a door that leads to the light, for there is no death of the spirit. I think it is more like a reptile shedding its skin. We stretch out, pull forward and emerge again new, free of the frailities of the human body. This is excellent writing as you cross the dark with the light and point out that there is always choice and that life, is a forward motion.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 4, 2005

I think this puts words to what the sages, philosphers, religious leaders and your fellow poets past and present have been trying to say about life. Well done Robert...five stars

Felix

Reviewed by A. Gagn� (Reader)

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Your poetry is often so comforting. This one a special reminder of the immutable eternal in us.

Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Masterfully done, Sir Ace. The line about life, the alley, soul and door really hits home.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Thanks for this reminder that there is light within this darkness!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

thoughtfully expressed.....
I love this line

"To remember what we always have known"

Reviewed by Janet Parker

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

This is a wonderfully expressed truth. "What is life but an alley that leads the soul To a door that has never been opened For it has always been ajar" If only people knew what was waiting for them beyond the narrow entrance, they wouldn't be so afraid. I hate to be the picky one, but in the 11th stanza, should it be, "immortality"?

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Yes you are indeed smart and the old saying that there is nothing new under the sun applies and you said it so well.

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Robert, you are so smart. I love this poem. We always wonder if we are doing enough, if our lives have been worth being lived.

~ Sara

P.S. - Have you ever seen the program Hyperspace narrated by Sam Neill? I received the DVD for giftmas. It sometimes airs on Discovery Channel.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Poetry of enlightment

Only after we scour the depths of darkness
can we understand why the light is an
ascension into the realms of immortality

Reviewed by Vicky Jeter

Reviewed on January 3, 2005

Hi Robert
"What is immortality but the verve to advance
into the chance of not returning."
A verse to end all verses, my friend. Superb.
Vicky