Magic Whispers (poem) by ShyPoet 1 on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on February 24, 2015

these old works are wonderful reads and craft stanzas for the heart. I am glad you shared, my fellow poet Jimmy

Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)

Reviewed on August 4, 2004

good stuff

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

Reviewed on August 3, 2004

so magical
the way you brought
feelings from deep down
beautiful tribute to poems and poetry!!!

Reviewed by Cynth'ya Reed

Reviewed on July 31, 2004

fantastic pace, my brotha.
blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed

Reviewed by Evelyn Simon

Reviewed on July 31, 2004

Excellent tribute the poets.
Thanks for stopping by as well.

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on July 29, 2004

Sweet write about writing. :-)

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on July 26, 2004

A superb tribute to poetry and poets, Shy. Lovely work. Thank you. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on July 12, 2004

This was so lovely Shy, absolutely beautiful poetry,

Reindeer

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)

Reviewed on July 12, 2004

"...by kissing melancholy souls with a smile."
What a beautiful way to put the power of poetic words, Jim!
I enjoyed this very much.

Reviewed by Tracey Hardie

Reviewed on July 12, 2004

Shy... awesome write!

Swollen rages weeping refrains
as twilight skies swell, seep and howl …
--- It is here, poets examine then lick itchy itches,
then, endure thorns, spilled ink, and stains ...

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 12, 2004

(((shy)))

a beautiful write--profound and vividly captured, the art of poesy--well done, BRAVO!

(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on July 12, 2004

Good to read you again, Jim. "Magic Whispers" is a wonderful poem. And poetry is like magic in a way that most literature isn't. It is personal, yet expressed in a universal way. It an ache, a joy, a revelation and as you so beautifully put it:

"Poems are but knotted thoughts,
gifts … finally unbound -
Poet’s tears heal many wounds,
abundant, frequent, salty, bizarre, dark,
alone -
by kissing melancholy souls with a smile …"

Love that stanza!

Carmen :-)

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 11, 2004

Sounds like the yin and yang of poetry!
Where have you been Jim?;-)
Good to read your wondrous work again!

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on July 11, 2004

You have defined poetry from yon to woe and tip to toe.

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on July 11, 2004

"Let all poet’s lyrics surge for a while
though runners many, many -
pass on poetry’s edgy fiery blazing trail -
begrudge no muse his whims,
humanity needs so many.

Swollen rages weeping refrains
as twilight skies swell, seep and howl …
--- It is here, poets examine then lick itchy itches,
then, endure thorns, spilled ink, and stains ...
When poets explore untried trails -- delight remains."

This is beautiful SHY!

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on July 11, 2004

Interesting theme. The opening line is an attention getter. The thought that a poem’s own cadence can break its stride of rhythm creates an interesting image, revealing the tension that exists within the lines of certain poetry. The many similar contradictions here made this a joy to read.