Whatever the season, such passion stays, superimposing itself irrespective of the harshness of terrain or fertility of landscape. Such zest for life neither feels the bitter bite of winter nor the drought of desert winds. Only the ceaseless flow of energy that can be so powerful that it does indeed spontaneously combust. Uncanny, but on the back of your Magnolia write, this makes me think of Gardenias, my very favourite plant of the Madder or Rubia genus, whose flowers are of course, virgin white and heavenly fragrant, but whose roots afford a brilliant red dye that is almost blood-like, I think. And you are a miner of those gems, whether they be embedded in sweated soil or librerally scattered on sodden snow. Penetrating write, Jude. TY Kate xx
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on March 6, 2007
A chilling insight, through brilliant penning, of the dark interior of the soul through the eyes.
"your eyes were like twin rubies
Mined from a fertile quarry
Of unblemished gems "...incredible simile, Jude. How quickly this romance plunged into the contrasting darknessof
"cold while caress". Brrr
Love,
Taylor
When love suddenly dies and we see no reason why, the freeze-out that we receive can leave us wondering whatever could have gone so very wrong. Your poem is so vividly rich with images that the reader is right there beside you throughout the experience.
Take care,
Sherry
You keep this up and I'll start calling you Cat..LOL, as in Cat Stevens, "my Lady D'... be darned if I can spell it,
but thats exactly what sprang to my mind as I read this masterpiece.
Sad, yet passionate.
Excellent pen describing our journeying from exquisite beautyy
to colorless death. Grapic writing in the last verse... of the suddenness of change. Yes, a jewel of a peom that will last in my memory. - Bill
A star ruby, optical phenomenon of asterism, Cold White Caress cuts a cabochon. Pigeon's blood...ruby symbolizes passionate love. Can it be resucitated should it die? Yes, by heating it to 1800C to turn it into a deeper shade of red...
Vivid is the first thing that comes to mind when looking for an adjective to describe this poem, the brilliance of red on white like a martyrers flag is a resounding slap in the dullness of day to day living.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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~Butch
Love how you write so powerfully without confusing emotion.
Love, Suzie
Love the beautiful words used in
This excellent brilliant write!!
Love And Peace To You Always Morning star
Chrissy
highs and lows
never a straight path here
third set did it for me.....enjoyed this
Regards
Dai
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Well writ Jude!!
Love Tinka :)
peace and love,
Carole~
Mined from a fertile quarry
Of unblemished gems "...incredible simile, Jude. How quickly this romance plunged into the contrasting darknessof
"cold while caress". Brrr
Love,
Taylor
Excellent writing. Always love your word usage.
The heart feels a stabbing cold too.
Georg
Take care,
Sherry
but thats exactly what sprang to my mind as I read this masterpiece.
Sad, yet passionate.
:)Ch'erie
to colorless death. Grapic writing in the last verse... of the suddenness of change. Yes, a jewel of a peom that will last in my memory. - Bill
George
Love,
Susan
~hugs~
Karen
Sage
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Sandie May Angel :o)