This is an inspirational poem, which is quite visual in imagery. You have conveyed the message with transparency.
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After disasters like floods or fire, nature has a unique way to heal and regenerate. So we see the shoots of grass from the same soil that was damaged. This analogy works perfectly for the soul that suffered from "pain and loss."
"yesterday's memories fade,
''''''''''Do thoughts of a new tomorrow arise."
This is so true of life. Time is a healer that erases grief and before long there is newfound joy on the horizon. Great!
Just as dawn appears after a dark night fades, hope too is a star that makes our lives bright.
True enjoyment of a rose, one which is "red and beautiful within" is recorded in this rhyming verse.
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The whole theme of the poem revolves around the red rose that the poet found much to his pleasure.
"I think I found a rose today'
The first line is interesting because of the sound of doubt " I think I found." It must be a hidden rose I presume. I need clarity.
The fragrance and beauty of the queen of flowers dominates the garden and the weeds are no longer a cause for worry.
"No longer do I see the weeds"
So you found the best of the flowers.
A rose is believed to be a symbolic of love. The way this poem progresses gives me the idea that you have found true love finally.
Imagery is the best aspect of this sensitive poem.
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Time is indeed a subtle thief of not only youth but of memories as well.
That which burns bright gradually simmers down and turns cold, like passion and desire.
That which blooms in beauty withers and dies.
Everything mundane and mortal vanishes.
Faces blur and voices fade.
Time is the eliminator, as I learn from this poem.
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Christmas submission card expresses love and affection for the companion. It is aptly expressive of the feelings nurtured together for long years.
A single crystal ornament becomes the conveyor of shining love from the sender to the receiver.
Love that lives forever like the gleam in the ornament is ideal.
"reflecting the radiance
of a joyful universe,"
Alliteration in the first line sits well with the "joyful universe."
Beautifully done.
It flows well with Christmas imagery.
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Dust to dust and ashes to ashes. This body, which is made of up of five elements, namely, fire water wind earth and space or ether goes back to them after death. But the soul, they say enters a womb to be born again. So as you said,
"ashes to ashes
dust to dust
we all
die to live"
It sounds good to listen to the words we all die to live. So the cycle continues.
I feel a wave of sympathy coming over as I read this article. You say you are alone and couldn't find a life partner.
"Plenty of the fault lies within my own consciousness.'
Several reasons surface.
"I've had few chances at reaching a level of contentment,"
Yet, nothing was done to make this idea come true.
"Love is so hard for me to deal with outside of my family circle."
Love of the family seems to have blocked the ways to find someone of your own in an intimate way.
"No one sees the tears when you're crying in the rain."
Presenting an image of joy while suffering in private is another reason to have been left by himself.
What you said in the final line is the only reason that caused life long loneliness.
"...If only I were whole."
Just living a life of truth in a fundamental and basic way really matters. No more false appearances or pernicious pretensions.
This is a write up that combines a tribute to your father and mother and the unexpected pleasure of an unforgettable summer trip.
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From this personal article I could see that present is an important factor of life. One should live as if it were the last day of life. Only then we can perceive the significance of living with joy.
You have also shown the sacrifices that our parents make to keep their children get the best of life.
" Our mother had known on the trip that summer, but they didn't want to worry us."
The best tribute we could pay to our departed loved ones is to remember them smiling happily.
"I won't remember him on his deathbed. I will remember him here laughing and just living."
Thank you for sharing nicely expressed thoughts.
Edit-
"Then it early April..."
(Then in early April...)
"They are all have the time of there lives.."
(They all have time of their lives...)
Yes, you are right Harris. We can't just go on being submerged in self pity or forever feeling sorry for what had happened. Moving on is just as natural as it should be.
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I like the symbolic tone of the poem.
"Between the trees,
My world stands before me."
Reflecting on life in the shadows of memories is well depicted.
Use of metaphor is eye-catching.
"My coals are cooling."
It is supposed to happen at some point. One can't continue to burn on and on.
"You are just another fool today."
I could see the dwelling on the past, which in fact should offer guidance for future.
So, I guess tomorrow might bring rainbows to the grey sky.
It flows well with imagery both visual and mental.
this is an eye-catching poem that is also perfect in rhyme and rhythm.
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The colored tercets record the couple's love splendidly in sync with nature.
Colours you have used enhance the feel-good aspect of the poem.
Content-
The whole poem revolves around the shared tender feelings of the poet and her better-half.
A woman in love sees nature as something she could relate and convey her feelings through.
Imagery-
This verse is replete with images drawn from nature which are linked to love of her life.
The sky, the sun, the wind transform into vehicles of tender feelings in the poet's heart.
this poem is replete with nature imagery and philosophical musings.
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To sit on a silent hill is every nature lover's dream. You are lucky to have found a spot to dwell on the beautiful surroundings.
"To sit upon a silent hill,
There talking to the sky,"
Poet's eye scales the sky and the world beneath, which now is silent to let the council of lords
express opinions rooted in wisdom.
However much he boasts of his power either corporeal or mental man is in the final analysis frail and helpless.
The world and universe are so much bigger and difficult to measure or even to understand.
"For all of us shall shrink,
When put to this old test,
To measure out the sky in width and breadth,
And then, to truly understand its depth."
Rhyming poem flows well.
Images are visual and the thought processes are elevating.
This tale of terror is not only narrated, it showed the how terror works through sound and sight as well.
The slimy thing, the threat that grandpa faced was finally exorcised by whoever that sent it to the farm house to wreak revenge on the occupants.
It was interesting and curiously progressed into the gory details. Now that peace prevails to think everything is calm would be a presumption.
Once haunted always haunted is what happened.
"That was a lie. I sometimes still hear strange sounds coming from the room in which Jacob sleeps."
The last line leaves us expecting more disasters wrought by the slimy ghost. Great ending.
Interesting story that stirred my curiosity as to why Astrid has to stay with a nun though she has a family.
Perhaps there is a back story which will unfold in the next part.
A glinting coach, a grey convent, a red shield with a brown rabbit clutching an axe, the crest of the Astor family- these details are interestingly shown. The introduction is well done.
The little girl in a dark room sitting on the floor is a surprise. The fact that she is interested in a knight shows her love for fictional characters.
Grandma Astor succeeded in enthusing the girl to go with her to her castle perhaps. There seem to be some dark details too.
""Arbert may have inherited my late, dear husbands business acumen but little of his kindness.""
Astor remarked.'
conversational content sounds interesting and appropriate to broach and brainstorm a delicate matter.
A review is the least I could do after reading this transparent verse of two lovers engaged in verbal fencing. Correct me if have gone wrong in thinking so.
"So can you tell me dear,
why do i fear?"
As the story unfolds it gets curiouser and curiouser as the dream of being truthful to each other dilutes somewhat.
"And now we are lost,
And at any cost,
we sell our secrets away."
Oh, no that shouldn't have happened to begin with.
"when your lover lies to you,
and holds you tight."
Lying and holding tight puts a person in a cleft stick situation, no doubt.
She wouldn't let him go even " when the heat melted the winter snow."
I agree with you. A lovely movie ending on life's inevitable partings. I am sure many audiences must have longed for a reunion between the two. But that is not the way life works. Kudos to the director for his vision and imagination.
The actors did their level best in delineating the characters they are given.
Expression is an important part of this film. Both Gregory Peck and Audrey Hepburn acted in an admirably controlled manner. The end scene is the cynosure of our eyes. One single look or gesture more than necessary would spoil the effect. But both excelled. We could seen and understand that they are helpless yet glad to have a loving memory of "Roman Holiday."
this is a good and useful article on the state of things in the country.
It states the situation, cites reasons behind it and suggests steps to take to make it better. A perfect essay with a sound beginning, middle and an end well rounded.
".... justice or fairness or the rule of law."
has turned into a mockery, as you have observed.
Truth is always a bitter pill to swallow. The leaders and promoters forget that it is for our well being and should not be avoided or hidden. Hurting anyone's feelings has little bearing in bringing out truth or justice.
As you have stated at the end, many of us disallow discussion of politics and religion, perhaps because they feel unnecessarily embarrassed or afraid of them.
You threw light on our present injustices and the way people live just on the surface without a thought to what ought to be done.
Wonderful take on retirement benefits or call them blessings if you like.
Yep, no more running the race that leaves one exhausted. Leave it to fight it out for the younger generation.
"not looking for popularity anymore, I’m just here to survive."
Nothing like taking a position of relaxation and take in the scene on the outside and enjoy it. It is a great privilege for those who understand.
"Now I watch from the back while the flock fights for each morsel..."
Experience has its advantages like,
"I happen to know the guy throwing the bread –" with a bonus of fois gras.
I read this poem from this month's Poetry Newsletter and it made me think of the inevitable changes brought by time.
Imagery is visual and I can see the person looking (perhaps a little aghast) at his image in the mirror.
Though we know age brings on changes, we automatically feel quite confused by them.
Having known that the past is longer than the future, one still feels taken aback at the physical changes.
"but surely cannot be me."
Comparing photographs from the past with present also drives in this point.
Easy flow and effortless rhyming are the elements that I applaud.
I really like this story in which a human being was persuaded by a cat not to jump to his death in his weak moment. He is lucky and got back to life, a gift of God.
It made me think of all those sorrowful people who commit suicide out of some malady either of mind or of body they suffer from.
I like the contemplative tone of this story, wherein the man is diverted from the thoughts of death to the little skirmish between the dog and cat. The dog chases the cat to near death. But the cat takes shelter in the his arms. The heat of the moment of looming shadow of death is erased by his thoughts of semi full moon and the animals.
This is a nice narrative that studies futility of trying to commit suicide.
He owes his return to life to the cat, whom he appropriately named "Hope".
Some of the thrills of making an online friendship are shown well in this form poem of tercets with a rhyme scheme of AAB.
Distance is shortened and heartfelt conversations conducted to one's satisfaction through the internet. Global friendships are formed and communities and countries all over the world are brought closer and there is every scope to widen our horizons and camaraderie.
"Makes my day, knowing you came
Another long convo waiting just ahead"
This well composed poem shows the effect of having friend whose true face is an enigma but one that is charming. Imagination, I believe is many times more charming than reality.
This is an interesting story of how society can turn a decent working man into an invisible person.
I think both society and the Pat are responsible for this drastic change in fortunes. Society, I mean the company that he worked for fired his without notice, and without paying the minimum amount payable to such employees.
Pat himself was living recklessly on his salary, some of which he could have saved if he had sense. Perhaps, his colleagues have done a better than him. With job market so vulnerable and economy in the doldrums, he could not have expected free food or free shelter.
Earn, eat, drink,
and save should be a better option for all of us.
So he turned full circle and landed where the poor beggar Charlie lived.
I suppose there is justice in how life worked for him.
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