Ardent Wisdoms (poem) by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 15, 2008

Another gem from the goddess Vickie. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed on June 29, 2008

Out of this world Vicky as Elizabeth says MASTERFUL. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie hugs, Rose

Reviewed on June 29, 2008

Your such an "embraceable you" too. You're "all embracing verses" seem as ardent as the inspired scribblings of some medieval saint "high on the Universal God". Some beautiful classic language you sing...(when you want)You and Andre get me looking up!
more sunbeams to you, michael

Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten

Reviewed on June 29, 2008

...the true wisdoms lay within the flames, impassioned...
I love this...

"...Stars of vast have lit the midnight onyx
within the infinity of the sky
cast into the galactic breath
of glory�s imperial sigh�"

Excellent, Victoria! So enjoyed!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Reviewed by dan Rosenhagen

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

I am humbled by your sense of truth and your delicate touch of words.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

Masterful. Liz

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

"Morning has broken---like the first morning--- black bird has spoken---like the first bird". A refreshing look at the prenatal position of a day? Always great to read your work. Find peace in the light of each new day. JMW

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

This is amazing.It made my heart smile and made my soul feel refresh.Thank you very much for sharing your feelings

Edwin

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

Wow...this write stands out as a classic, you reawaken the Gods of poetry and refresh the staleness of words grown tired and sleepy. Dear sweet Poetess this is one of your best...loving it as I read it a second and third time.

hugs
Fee

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

I see the profile of a man in a beard in the clouds and so when you write the exquisite lines "midnight onyx" and the last lines "before the arousal of the morning had ever begun" - there was a skyclad amount happening in between that "depth" of time - of course, the meaning of skyclad is the Ardent Wisdom of where this poem births...V, you're very deep into this poem, you've rediscovered your poetic counterpart and I see the name is appearing within a heartbeat of yours...Blessed Be.

Love,
Sage

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

Victoria, what a beautiful way to wake up in the morning. -gene.

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

WELCOME BACK!!!!!I have missed your beautiful words darling....
;-)

Reviewed by Mary Lacey Desertrat

Reviewed on June 28, 2008

Beautiful! And the clouds complement the poem adds so much.

Mary