The voice resonates, one hears irt, but cannot locate it. Where does it come from? Could it be that this voice of the "other" originates from inside and remains evergreen despite the separation, and that the more one attends this voice, the3 more accessible it becomes?

Chip Bergeron

Beautiful, heartfelt words spoken from your heart.

Joy L. Hale

As darlin Sage points out, what is more deeply satisfying and yielding of an unshakeable peace than being cupped in the nurturing hands of a twin kindred spirit, be it for a mere moment or an eternity? Your patient quiescence here so reminds me of the sentiments of my old "At Yaki Point" write and I love how this poem is the symmetry of mirrored stillness: past/future, height/depth, resonance/silence, waiting/pursuit. From the Top of The Rock to the base sediments of the Colorado canyons, this speaks of a sonic graffiti etched on the DNA of ether that constantly reverbs the testament that "xx was here". As Susie Palmer's poem beneath this posting commented, "say nothing unless you can improve upon silence"; such is my contentment right now that my voice is beautifully numbed and dumbed by a flatline of feathers! I love this addition to your "wait, waiting" series: a warm and rhythmic flow indeed. xx

This isn't so much about the poem, Jude, as it is about your and my poetry-friendly relationship. It needn't ever come to an end. I love you man.

Always,
Sage

Oh my, riveting words that reach all the senses, beautiful~

Doubt there are many echoes within your heart as I can tell your heart it TOO full of love to have much open space...e

Nature resoncance deep within..anticipation of your heart
warm silence..awaiting the rhythum..beautifully penned jude
Lady Mary Ann

delivered with perfect pitch
like a well-earned Dunmow Flitch

resoundingly sounded depth charge
expressive of a mindful urge

pursuit of paradox complete
richly cadenced no small feat

I can see the forese through this tease
a penetrating mind, a heart that frees
a soul that probes, a spirit that sees

The yearning resonates though each line. Your well-chosen words make it absolutely beautiful!

Connie

Waiting is always the hardest part.

Sounds like a long term commitment to find that, Jude, but good on you for not settling for anything less. I hope you and your family have a very Merry Christmas and a happy, healthy and prosperous New Year.
Take care,
Sherry

Waiting for the right reverberations and the correct nuances gives the one waiting undivided attention to detail.

Wonderful nuance, which to me reflects that dance, that music that needs the space between the notes...
Blessings,
Christine

Eloquence is defined in this piece. I bow once again to your pen Master Poet. Your work is continually inspiring..Peace,love,and blessings in this season and beyond. Mikii

Yes, there is a resonance here that echoes within my heart. You know how to bring your readers to their knees.
To me, this is absolutely one of your most hearttouching, soul shaking poems of late. It resonates with beautiful energy and peaceful imagining.

Much peace, light and love,
Amber