I read many poems where the writers have conjured up heart-stopping phrases and short descriptions which I would have given my eye teeth to have written. "Wonderful", I say at each new jewel - then realise that the poem is merely a collection of such jewels. You, my friend are the goldsmith as well as the gemologist. You create the phrase but also the setting, the seamless binding together. Such is this poem. Deep within it, I detect longing as well as happiness. It is the longing that creates hope and oft-times, please God, realisation.
Honeyed words in the best possible sense. A delight to read.
And, just in case anyone thinks this is a mutual admiration society, if ever you write a bad one, I'll cane you for it!
Joking,
John
Lovely lovely!! Dancing, rhythm and rouge , sun, rain, colors, tastes, warm skin.. a touch of sex..
So much in one poem .. so beautiful.
It is as if i can see this lady who has hope in her eyes.
Sensational! This is an epic romantic verse! It would be completely and utterly useless for me to pick out any line as the best...They are all outstanding, without exception...This Craig, has to be the best that I have read from you so far... Although I am pretty sure that I have missed so much more of your creative genius that I have experienced...
Wonderful wonderful write!
Lovely, loving and poignant. A stunningly beautiful write. Going into my favs! Thanks so much for sharing your immense talent!
Love and Light,
SiddARTha
... whoa!!! ... boy did you sculpt a romantic epic ... this is scintillating and dazzling ... and what a clever title ... this is such a sensational surprise ... a feast for a fan of alliteration ... intoxicating images ... soaked in romance ... "rose-kissing blushes" ... "rhythm and rouge" ... "a scent of apple-orchard bouquets" ... "dabbled in the shallow shade" ... "dreams now wrapped with warm skin" ... "warmish whispers dancing on wind" ... "hope was your eyes" ... breathtakingly beautiful ... what a read ... ... (((sigh))) ... ... (highest rating) ...
This is beautiful, sensual, and tinged with bittersweet sadness. This entire write is so full of imagery and emotion, it's difficult to pick a favorite stanza. But I suppose, always a dreamer, I would have to choose the last one. It's uplifting, the perfect follow-up to the fourth, and a perfect ending as well. "How the world melts away in a smile,
warmish-whispers dancing on wind;
I found hope, and hope has your eyes..."
Breathtaking. Only one thing gave me pause. "And me, dabbled in the shallow shade" It's the word dabbled here that confused me at first. When I first read it, I thought it said "dappled" But that is most certainly my fault and not yours because I'm not wearing my glasses. I re-read it with the notion of the shadows being liquid, and it suddenly came alive for me. And I certainly enjoyed it more with that than with ‘dappled’ anyway. Brilliant execution, as always.
You have me in tears again... This is elegant and beautiful, and I feel the depth of love on 'warmish-whispers dancing'... Again, I tried to find one stanza that I am particularly attracted to, but each one is so very passionate and powerful, Craig, especially given the images you portray...
We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, eng.. more..