the interpretive art of invisibility (poem) by jude forese on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on December 4, 2014

very good my friend....missed your writes!

Reviewed on June 12, 2014

'...running far into a dream
into the lucid ambiance of molecule bending...'
Thank you always for your ever mind-bending poems! _/|\_

Reviewed by Michael True

Reviewed on June 12, 2014

A fanciful write on the timidity of some writers. In a world awash with fashion models and movie stars, we would to well to keep a low profile, stating the absurd while observing the bubbles rising. M.True

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on June 10, 2014

Some wonderful visuals in this....ironically. ;)

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on June 10, 2014

There are spys everywhere, I'm not one of them, 'cause I feel like I'm visible even when I'm not around.

Sandie :o)

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on June 10, 2014

Hey Jude,
It's funny, I feel like I have been invisible for the past 6 months. My muse has gone into the invisible mode itself! Sometimes one needs to hide under the radar and find out what is really going on.....
I am coming within visible means very soon. Hope to spy you there, matey!
Ship Ahoy perhaps we will be more than two ships passing in the invisible mist....
Much peace, light and love,
Amber

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on June 10, 2014

I often attempt to be invisible, especially when I'm out in the woods trying to catch an abandoned dog. I also like caves and bats.

Reviewed by audrine max

Reviewed on June 9, 2014

very beautiful poem, mr. forese. truth well laid out in a lovely wordplay.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on June 9, 2014

... bats, troglobites AND griffon vultures! :) But a season's worth of poems? I wish. However, perfectly depicts me playing invisible under my sunhat on Andalusian beaches last week and hence strongly brings to mind my poem from April 2005, 'Solar Complexus' (which unfortunately you seem to have missed) - and 'Transubstantiation' from April 2008. Gobble, gobble, yum, yum.... xx

Reviewed by John Dyhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on June 9, 2014

Sounds great when read aloud. I reckon I must be a really curious bookworm

Reviewed by J. Roseline

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

Yes Also agree only when one vanishes you come out with the bestJK

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

There are times when I wish I was invisible so I can get some rest! ;) Wonderful poetry sweets ...

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

Hey, Bob, I think I actually get this one...that 6 months in the hospital must have raised my intellectual abilities...another way to be invisible is to hide in your newly rented apartment in Glassboro NJ and become a recluse only going out to the doctor or dentist when necessary and when my car has gas in it...great write, sir Jude...e

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

I always enjoy your work

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

Sometimes we are invisible by choice and other times, no matter how hard we try to convey our message, it seems as though no other human can see, hear or understand our words or existence, at all. It can get really cozy in that invisible box, Jude, be careful not to become overly reclusive.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

Awesome phonic elements and feel to this!
Blessings,
Chris

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

I have a dictionary by me at all times. I would have no excuse.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

some use invisible ink LOL art indeed comes in many forms

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on June 8, 2014

Poetry that rises up from the muck and the mire
cannot be denied! Very creative.