happy holidays Reatta, miss you. Got me to thinking with this nice poem. I'm truly trying to breath out all the negativity and breath in everytning good and positive. l&p G
Beyond wonderful. What a beautiful, beautiful poem,
'deer. SO glad you posted it. T h a n k y o u.
Pea ****Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!******
Your other friends have said it well. I just want to go back and read it again - fearing I've missed something. You're a dream weaver and a spell caster! - Bill
Most enjoyable reading here on a cold damp rainy afternoon,
thank you
Tommy
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on December 11, 2004
Reindeer, as usual you have brought forth another delightful composition which brings soothing relief to the soul from the daily grind. Thanks for sharing it. Take care and be well.
Your images are devine, Reindeer, and this poem, perhaps, one of your very best. There is such a sense of liberation and personal strength woven through your verses that it brought a smile to my face this morning. This is a keeper, for certain.
Take care,
Sherry
Dear Retta,
You're have such a special gift. I can't find quite the right words to express what this poem makes me feel. It is exceptionally vivid and real. It has left me with a sense of being there.
Wonderful work!
Chanti
I just read this through twice and savored every second of it. You have a way of connecting the natural world with vision-like experiences packed with symbolism and meaning. Nobody does it like you, Reindeer, and this is right up at the top of my list of favorites from you. Thank you! Dawn
Hearts of Gold
Synopsis
by
Frank P. Whyte
Portland, Oregon is known as the City of Roses. Of course that’s an odd name for a city whose mere mention conjures images of driving winds and torrential ra
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
Hearts of Gold
Synopsis
by
Frank P. Whyte
Portland, Oregon is known as the City of Roses. Of course that’s an odd name for a city whose mere mention conjures images of driving winds and torrential ra
An inspirational masterpiece - great picture ... the imagery is exceptional!!
Best wishes,
Robert
impressive and inspiring
well done
and breathe you out...
And I am free."
Such great inspiring lines!!!!!
Thank you for sharing, Retta!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Happy Holidays
'deer. SO glad you posted it. T h a n k y o u.
Pea ****Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!******
an outstanding write
Well Penned
William .......Peace & Love
Excellent!
TRASK
*shivers* the imagery...the emotion...the power in your words just collapses me...i, too, love the way you write
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
thank you
Tommy
Love Tinka
Take care,
Sherry
M.Rose
The world a [of] blur of falling snowflakes
You're have such a special gift. I can't find quite the right words to express what this poem makes me feel. It is exceptionally vivid and real. It has left me with a sense of being there.
Wonderful work!
Chanti
Just gotta keep this...
Would even look printed and framed..