clarity (poem) by jude forese on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 23, 2013

Definite 20/20 acuity here Jude,and excellent imagery too. These lines stunned me with their clarity: 'Cleansing eyes of purpose- stripping off the ornaments of deceit.'
Continued success
Barbara J Henry

Reviewed by Karen Springer

Reviewed on June 5, 2013

So much said here, a lovely balance of starkness yet rich with imagery...powerful write. Thank you!

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Reviewed on May 26, 2013

A lot said in your last few words. Love the way your encircle us to bring us to such an ending.

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on May 17, 2013

Defiant "an overwhelming urge to remain alive
just to confront the philosophy of the dead" and provocative, pointing at those in-betweens, those "fleeting" moments that are so rich and enjoyable (at least they are to me). Sometimes we can almost touch the divinity trapped within us.

Axilea

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on April 19, 2013

~Jude~
A crescendo of thoughts to glimpse the origin.
Many blessings,
Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by w. aher

Reviewed on April 18, 2013

I am reminded of the travels of Carlos Arana Castaneda's writing though with the skilled rhythm of a poet

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on April 15, 2013

Wonderfully challenging and inspired poetry, Jude!
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on April 15, 2013

As usual, there is much to garner from your verses and, as usual, this is worthy of much more than a single read. Thank you, Jude. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on April 13, 2013

Everyone! needs it!!
"clarity" by charity!!
God given for an end!!!

Loving your visions
of thought *jude*

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on April 13, 2013

...this clear-eyed perspective of clarity seen through the prism of myriad momentous self-discoveries that immerse themselves in the ether that is the other... beyond self and substance and material to become immaterial, insubstantial, selfless... this is an elusive but attainable mantra that achieves ethereal momentum within the specificities of your wondrous poem... provocative, pensive and implosively explosive, jude...

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on April 13, 2013

Everyone will like this piece. Sure glad that moment of insanity was fleeting.

Ron

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on April 13, 2013

Ah yes would we ever get to know the origin but alas no unless we return to the Greek gods of old and take your pick of gods of their day

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on April 13, 2013

... OK, you got me; I couldn't leave for Tarifa without being caught in the moment to respond to this as it seems as though inspired by that warming, mystery-laden El Levante breeze itself. :) Love the momentary suspension of perception to be replaced by that in-touch, lightning strike, Michelangelo finger-touch of God, that summoning by the ultimate "immaculate perspective" that makes dancing, upwardly-soaring saviours of us all, gossamer-resurrected and invincible. One of your best, Kartero, and a joy to vacation with. Katchthebreeze Kate xx

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on April 12, 2013

Hey Jude
Whatever you have been doing while away from the den has been
Working. Not only is this outstanding poetry but there is a sense of renewal
In your words, clarify indeed! Absence definitely made me grow fonder of
Your poetry! Amazing work!
Much peace, light and love
Amber.......

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on April 12, 2013

Eh, questioning our existence or worth on the planet has befuddled mightier brains that mine.

"an overwhelming urge to remain alive
just to confront the philosophy of the dead"

That seems to be most thinking people philosophy, but it is a no-win situation, and in the end we leave what we leave as we pass through that dark curtain still asking questions we will never have answered.

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on April 12, 2013

To grasp our true destiny is a seemingly elusive dream. To see it unfold is a thing of wonder but the question remains. Are we the masters of our destiny or is our destiny the master blueprint of our lives? Did we leave our mark, does the fact that we have lived, change, anything? Energy can not be stopped so perhaps it serves us best to see this as a single chapter in our book of lifetimes. This is an excellent pen, Jude. I really enjoyed the read.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on April 12, 2013

very nice to read
budd