To Last Forever
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Comment from tfawcus
The soft icy sibilance in the first part of this has a chilling effect. As always, your gift for language shines out in phrases such as "a whispered weight" and
"the resurrection of dead flowers". A fine poem worth savouring.
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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The soft icy sibilance in the first part of this has a chilling effect. As always, your gift for language shines out in phrases such as "a whispered weight" and
"the resurrection of dead flowers". A fine poem worth savouring.
Comment Written 25-Oct-2016
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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thank you Sir....
appreciate your headnod...your talent amazing, opinion respected. I loved your review to Maureen...thank you. love Michael
Comment from amada
"Cold as ice..." I am sort of charmed, enchanted and pensive about this beautiful, haunting three words phrase. Michael, you know how to write it! I also like the last at peace line, "Loves Mother is Mary." It reminds me of my Grandma! A six because of its content and the way you say it! Unique.
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"Cold as ice..." I am sort of charmed, enchanted and pensive about this beautiful, haunting three words phrase. Michael, you know how to write it! I also like the last at peace line, "Loves Mother is Mary." It reminds me of my Grandma! A six because of its content and the way you say it! Unique.
Comment Written 25-Oct-2016
Comment from Maureen's Pen
Dear Michael, such a deep contrast between the two it begs for more reading to grasp your impact fully. I feel the first part is caught up in the spiral down of hate, the cold within that creeps in to steal all the hearts warmth and the soul's light.
It is powerful. I am not sure if winters needs to be winter's as it possesive of the solace?
The last part for me is the hope and warmth returning through faith. I liked this part:) So many lines I thought stuck out for me. Lines 2,3, 7, 8, 9.
Fathers // Father's gardens (possessive garden)
lovely to ponder this work, there is a depth I enjoyed and a way to bridge the cold into the warmth.
Nicley done my friend.
Thanks for sharing.
Hugs
m
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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Dear Michael, such a deep contrast between the two it begs for more reading to grasp your impact fully. I feel the first part is caught up in the spiral down of hate, the cold within that creeps in to steal all the hearts warmth and the soul's light.
It is powerful. I am not sure if winters needs to be winter's as it possesive of the solace?
The last part for me is the hope and warmth returning through faith. I liked this part:) So many lines I thought stuck out for me. Lines 2,3, 7, 8, 9.
Fathers // Father's gardens (possessive garden)
lovely to ponder this work, there is a depth I enjoyed and a way to bridge the cold into the warmth.
Nicley done my friend.
Thanks for sharing.
Hugs
m
Comment Written 25-Oct-2016
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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you were the first one you know...
I used to get so mad at you...needing, feeding on seeing my justice. aggressively opposed to everything that stood in its way....and there you stood. gentle as natural rhythm, strumming loves song and the life in forgiveness. I love you Mo...Michael
Comment from sweetwoodjax
this is a beautiful write, michael, i have missed reading your tercets that are filled with pearls of wisdom passed down from your pen, great imagery presented, my favorite verse was the one about tending dead flowers in her Father's garden.
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this is a beautiful write, michael, i have missed reading your tercets that are filled with pearls of wisdom passed down from your pen, great imagery presented, my favorite verse was the one about tending dead flowers in her Father's garden.
Comment Written 25-Oct-2016
Comment from LIJ Red
The merciless cool of youth, the empathy of maturity, the icy winds of December, the thawing breezes of March, the associations keep coming.
That is what much poetry is about...excellent.
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The merciless cool of youth, the empathy of maturity, the icy winds of December, the thawing breezes of March, the associations keep coming.
That is what much poetry is about...excellent.
Comment Written 25-Oct-2016
Comment from Barb Hensongispsaca
what an exceptional contrast between the first part and the second.
A take on life and a warning unheeded.
Parts I did not make a connection to but I think I got the idea.
If I did not, please help me
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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what an exceptional contrast between the first part and the second.
A take on life and a warning unheeded.
Parts I did not make a connection to but I think I got the idea.
If I did not, please help me
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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ah...Hi...-smile-
the first part...video poem....represent a man handling hate and dying from it.
the second part is....God.
um notice finds a man ...and he sees ...so clean.
warming a part of him long lost. He falls in love and follows.
his desire is both of him flesh and spirit...but he knows it is the purity that makes all so beautiful. and that Bathsheba must always remain safe on her porch...to maintain this bliss of the Spirits kiss. its about love in its fullness , purist form. it saves. its worth saving....-smile- its one of my simpler ones....-smile-...love Michael
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I got the contrast but I see I missed so much of the meaning. Thank you for your patience
Comment from lancellot
Was this something that came to mind. Thoughts of love and how it relates to possession. Thoughts of God ,trust and their opposites. Life can be simple and complex.
Very thought provoking.
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Was this something that came to mind. Thoughts of love and how it relates to possession. Thoughts of God ,trust and their opposites. Life can be simple and complex.
Very thought provoking.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from camaria
Very interesting pairing here. The two divided works contrast eachother nicely. The spare wording in the first stanzas really highlight that cold feeling, like it's too cold to waste words, and the second part is so elegant with it's wording, a bit more free. Fascinating to see what a difference that stylistic contrast makes.
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Very interesting pairing here. The two divided works contrast eachother nicely. The spare wording in the first stanzas really highlight that cold feeling, like it's too cold to waste words, and the second part is so elegant with it's wording, a bit more free. Fascinating to see what a difference that stylistic contrast makes.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
Comment from Irish Rain
This is indeed something, something quite lovely. The second verse plays right off the first, love doesn't pray for the price of justice, or we'd all be dead, cold as ice. Then comes Mary, Mother of Love, tending her Father's gardens. Smiling gently on us, those dead flowers being resurrected, very beautiful. If I've misinterpreted this, it's because you write so beautifully, your poetry is open to many mindsets....blessings....
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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This is indeed something, something quite lovely. The second verse plays right off the first, love doesn't pray for the price of justice, or we'd all be dead, cold as ice. Then comes Mary, Mother of Love, tending her Father's gardens. Smiling gently on us, those dead flowers being resurrected, very beautiful. If I've misinterpreted this, it's because you write so beautifully, your poetry is open to many mindsets....blessings....
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
reply by the author on 25-Oct-2016
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yes...you are correct. Hi...-smile-
it is also more personal but written suggestively as youve read it. I think maybe the same happens...o..once to all of us on a much smaller scale of course...if were blessed. ...-smile- thank you ...yes love does not do that. He waits till we quit wanting it. love Michael
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just lovely, as always!
Comment from Dean Kuch
There's such a stark contrast between the ambiance of your first three stanzas and the rest of your well written poem, Michael.
It must be due to the eternal optimist in you.
tending her Fathers gardens
and the resurrection of dead flowers
gentle as forgiveness smiles ...There is much tenderness in the last line of this stanza.
A melancholy musing for sure...
I very much enjoyed the entirety of this piece.
Great work here, Michael.
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There's such a stark contrast between the ambiance of your first three stanzas and the rest of your well written poem, Michael.
It must be due to the eternal optimist in you.
tending her Fathers gardens
and the resurrection of dead flowers
gentle as forgiveness smiles ...There is much tenderness in the last line of this stanza.
A melancholy musing for sure...
I very much enjoyed the entirety of this piece.
Great work here, Michael.
Comment Written 24-Oct-2016
