My Spirit Soars (poem) by Walt Hardester on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on December 26, 2009

Know that feeling!!! Remote is good, hear the sound of the wind.mmmmm Nice

Ch'erie xx

Reviewed by Dawn Mullan

Reviewed on December 23, 2009

Can I join you? Sounds wonderful. A vacation hideaway. Thank you for sharing, DL Mullan

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on December 22, 2009

there's a difference in isolation and solitude, sounds like you've found something priceless Walt. Merry Christmas.

Reviewed by Penny Tidwell (Reader)

Reviewed on December 17, 2009

Walt - since I am new to this site, I have a lot of reading to do....but this is an awesome way to describe your new home ~ glad you found your heart and comfort.

your new friend, Penny

Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten

Reviewed on December 17, 2009

Would LOVE to come up there and relax in the mountains with you Walt...but, reality has me stuck like Chuck...whoever he was? I loved your "...thundering quiet"...just loved it! :)
May the serenity of your surrounds, bring you much joy this holiday season...throw a log on the fire for us! :)
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on December 17, 2009

And ours sours with you, over those sunlit mountain peaks - just beautiful, Walt. Well done.

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

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on December 17, 2009

Excellent poem.This poem can relax anybody where there is no stress and negativity in a person's life.Thank you for sharing it

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on December 17, 2009

A solitude somewhere, with trees, mountains, snow and a silence not disturbed for a long time with the whine of a man's bullet, that my friend is peace, that no gold in the world could buy.

Georg

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on December 17, 2009

I can so relate to this as I once had my hideaway in the mountains and lost it...beautiful way to take me back there...thanks for this one Walt.
fee

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

It is such a beautiful way to be. The mountains and the ocean have always been so alluring...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Michael Guy

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

Your economical style really works here. That last line is a winning closer. So you're rich enough to have two homes? or is this you're regular hideout?
Later, Mike

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

trepidation in paradise Walt? -- nah,that can't happen -- you had better enjoy it -- it cannot be anything but beautiful and serene -- peace and love to you my friend -- how long did the bear stay there by your car? -- Jon Michael

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

such a strong opening to a beautiful write-i was moved by this

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

..such heart to this beautiful poem Walt

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

Nice place for a heart to be. Thanks dear Walter for this offering.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

Touchingly beautiful...for twins we are of SPIRIT be...your SPIRIT soar in this one far beyond!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

Beautiful Walt. My heart is up that a way too!

Love Susan

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on December 16, 2009

crimson sunrises are so glorious
and I too love the sound of the morning
as the birds sing such beauty
"My Spirit Soars" with
Serenity & Peaceful Blessings
Vickie