Winter Man
Life is seasoned with winters and springs.28 total reviews
Comment from Alchera
Near Winter man his kind careful wife sat He was a wintry seasonal creature confessing that to her as he smiled at her tenderly.He used to sit high cast in his armchair to let the sunshine cover his right wrapped leg. He wanted his visiting guest not look at him with compassion. He wanted them to remember him for the tough healthy man he had been. This free verse poem is a little gem to be studied at school and let the pupils what true beloved ones mean. This poem is a real living life example to be kept in mind for whoever: parents, children, grandchildren and by those who always complain about their life! Life is one and it should be accepted for what it offers us all. Thank you Amada for this life jewelled poem. A great immense offer.Blessings from Italy. Tony
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2020
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Near Winter man his kind careful wife sat He was a wintry seasonal creature confessing that to her as he smiled at her tenderly.He used to sit high cast in his armchair to let the sunshine cover his right wrapped leg. He wanted his visiting guest not look at him with compassion. He wanted them to remember him for the tough healthy man he had been. This free verse poem is a little gem to be studied at school and let the pupils what true beloved ones mean. This poem is a real living life example to be kept in mind for whoever: parents, children, grandchildren and by those who always complain about their life! Life is one and it should be accepted for what it offers us all. Thank you Amada for this life jewelled poem. A great immense offer.Blessings from Italy. Tony
Comment Written 10-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2020
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Hi Tony, one of those reviews of a lifetime. Blessings, dear friend.
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You deserve it all and Blessings! Tony
Comment from lightink
I'm so glad I haven't reviewed this earlier and now I have a six to give for this beautiful, caring and observant piece!
There are so many treasures in this poem.
Let me try to collect them.
First of all, I love what you did with the repeated line, that establishes your relationship a few times -
"I was the help who served him water."
then shows the depth of relationship:
"I sat by his side, thirsty for a drop of what he knew..."
Also, you created a wonderful frame with the first and last stanzas:
Giving us a wonderful first expression,
that shows us something unique about him and also his relationship to being witnessed when feeling happy:
""I feel more alive in winter time,"
he said to me warmly,
as if apologizing for his dry smile."
Then endig the poem by tying it back to the winter theme, aging, and the warm relationship you had with him.
"Today, as I reach my own frosty time,
I miss your warmth, sagacious winter man."
And in the middle, you give an impression to the reader that even we know him well. You describe so beautifully and sensitively the weathered body and the way his soul shined through it all. How engaging and caring he was, while you were truly present with him.
This is really a poem about two souls connecting - beyond the circumstances!
Powerful writing, Dear!
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2020
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I'm so glad I haven't reviewed this earlier and now I have a six to give for this beautiful, caring and observant piece!
There are so many treasures in this poem.
Let me try to collect them.
First of all, I love what you did with the repeated line, that establishes your relationship a few times -
"I was the help who served him water."
then shows the depth of relationship:
"I sat by his side, thirsty for a drop of what he knew..."
Also, you created a wonderful frame with the first and last stanzas:
Giving us a wonderful first expression,
that shows us something unique about him and also his relationship to being witnessed when feeling happy:
""I feel more alive in winter time,"
he said to me warmly,
as if apologizing for his dry smile."
Then endig the poem by tying it back to the winter theme, aging, and the warm relationship you had with him.
"Today, as I reach my own frosty time,
I miss your warmth, sagacious winter man."
And in the middle, you give an impression to the reader that even we know him well. You describe so beautifully and sensitively the weathered body and the way his soul shined through it all. How engaging and caring he was, while you were truly present with him.
This is really a poem about two souls connecting - beyond the circumstances!
Powerful writing, Dear!
Comment Written 09-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2020
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I have been in cloud seven reading your great comments. Thank you so much.
Comment from Susan Larson
What a tender, warm memory of this man who lit up your life and gave you memories to last forever. "I sat by his side, thirsty for a drop of what he knew..." what a poignant interjection from someone who brought him water. I love it.
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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What a tender, warm memory of this man who lit up your life and gave you memories to last forever. "I sat by his side, thirsty for a drop of what he knew..." what a poignant interjection from someone who brought him water. I love it.
Comment Written 04-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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Thank you for this honor, Susan.
Comment from Reese Turner
It is morning in Texas and we will face another day of baking heat and humidity. So, your poem was a most welcome respite. And, the thoughts were most relevant to a man in his seventies with issues. I enjoyed your poem. I had to look up sagacious. I've never been accused of that. Good luck.
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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It is morning in Texas and we will face another day of baking heat and humidity. So, your poem was a most welcome respite. And, the thoughts were most relevant to a man in his seventies with issues. I enjoyed your poem. I had to look up sagacious. I've never been accused of that. Good luck.
Comment Written 04-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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Thank you, Reese. I like your description "baking heat..." could you write about it?
Comment from Mary Furlong
This is possibly the best free verse I've read on this site. Wonderful imagery, set off by the very moving repetition of "I was the help who brought him water." A favorite line: "I heard the void in his solemn silences."
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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This is possibly the best free verse I've read on this site. Wonderful imagery, set off by the very moving repetition of "I was the help who brought him water." A favorite line: "I heard the void in his solemn silences."
Comment Written 04-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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Wow! I am honored by your comments, Mary.
Comment from A. Louise Robertson
Very nicely penned - this is a beautiful tribute to the memory of someone who, though experiencing his own limitations, obviously had a lot to share.
Your writing style has an appeal similar to poets found in the books on my shelves. I am very comfortable as I read your work and it lands nicely on my ears.
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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Very nicely penned - this is a beautiful tribute to the memory of someone who, though experiencing his own limitations, obviously had a lot to share.
Your writing style has an appeal similar to poets found in the books on my shelves. I am very comfortable as I read your work and it lands nicely on my ears.
Comment Written 03-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 04-Aug-2020
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What a very gracious comments. BTW my favorite poet is Pablo Neruda...
Comment from Jannypan (Jan)
Your well-chosen words are filled with imagery about this sweet man. I enjoyed reading your poem. There is good flow, great imagery, and a feeling of poignancy that comes across to readers well. I believe the older generation has much to share if one will only take time to hear.
Thanks for sharing.
Respectfully, Jan
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Your well-chosen words are filled with imagery about this sweet man. I enjoyed reading your poem. There is good flow, great imagery, and a feeling of poignancy that comes across to readers well. I believe the older generation has much to share if one will only take time to hear.
Thanks for sharing.
Respectfully, Jan
Comment Written 03-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Thank you Jan for this very powerful review.
Comment from ameen786
Amada my friend, this is a beautiful poem with poignant verses, so unique and original, "....thirsty for a drop of what he knew." Simply awesome, thank you for sharing.
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Amada my friend, this is a beautiful poem with poignant verses, so unique and original, "....thirsty for a drop of what he knew." Simply awesome, thank you for sharing.
Comment Written 03-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Thank you so much for your gracious review.
Comment from dragonpoet
This is a nice memorial to a man who seemed not to mind being old. He seems to have you in his shadow. You show him as witty but hiding something else in his eyes.
Keep writing and stay healthy.
dragonpoet
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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This is a nice memorial to a man who seemed not to mind being old. He seems to have you in his shadow. You show him as witty but hiding something else in his eyes.
Keep writing and stay healthy.
dragonpoet
Comment Written 03-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Thank you for commenting in this poem.
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No problem.
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Comment from JLR
Amada so eloquent, such a wonderful tribute and honest presentation of words to create the feeling of feeling as though reading these words you would know the person. Thanks for sharing.
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Amada so eloquent, such a wonderful tribute and honest presentation of words to create the feeling of feeling as though reading these words you would know the person. Thanks for sharing.
Comment Written 03-Aug-2020
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2020
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Thank you for your comment, JLR.
