Consider the Fallen Leaf
Checking the ground where I walk.38 total reviews
Comment from tony bronk
I wanted to save this six, but your unique poem about the leaf just wouldn't let me. I just love it for its creativity, and sensitivity to such an otherwise ignored piece of nature. Bravo for that! Your free verse ran very smoothly and was a very enjoyable read. Exceptional!
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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I wanted to save this six, but your unique poem about the leaf just wouldn't let me. I just love it for its creativity, and sensitivity to such an otherwise ignored piece of nature. Bravo for that! Your free verse ran very smoothly and was a very enjoyable read. Exceptional!
Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Thank you Tony for your reading my work and considering so high. It means a lot to me. Blessings.
Comment from Ben Colder
Nice photo that enhances your well worded poem. Great contest piece. I find no fault. Best to you in the contest. Blessings
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Nice photo that enhances your well worded poem. Great contest piece. I find no fault. Best to you in the contest. Blessings
Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Thank you for the insightful review, Ben Colder.
Comment from Leineco
:-) Very nice :-)
An interesting perspective - one I don't think I have seen addressed
in poetry before. The remnants of a wilted leaf, life departed . . .yet
a reminder,
perhaps,
that we always leave something behind...
Enjoyed this unique read :-)
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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:-) Very nice :-)
An interesting perspective - one I don't think I have seen addressed
in poetry before. The remnants of a wilted leaf, life departed . . .yet
a reminder,
perhaps,
that we always leave something behind...
Enjoyed this unique read :-)
Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Thank you Leineco for reading my work and finding a unique perspective on it. I value it!
Comment from Acquired Taste
Very much liked this. Things are never really what they seem - to make a judgment call without facts is a mistake.
Favorite line: like sacred golden dust ... very, very visual words. Great artwork.
Very best of luck.....AT=/
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Very much liked this. Things are never really what they seem - to make a judgment call without facts is a mistake.
Favorite line: like sacred golden dust ... very, very visual words. Great artwork.
Very best of luck.....AT=/
Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Thank you for reading my work and reflecting in your favorite line. It means a lot to me.
Comment from reconciled
absolutely beautiful...sorry I'm out of yellow. Hi Amada...-smile-....like the leaf...we leave behind...-headshake-....yea love you michael
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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absolutely beautiful...sorry I'm out of yellow. Hi Amada...-smile-....like the leaf...we leave behind...-headshake-....yea love you michael
Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Keep on loving me and my work dear talented friend.
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no choice....-smile-
Comment from STEPHEN A CARTER
LOVE these bits:
fallen leaf-- the 'f's
how it lies/lays on the ground. Consider.
Torn from the mother branch, A great image line
twisted and turned-- 't' alliteration
lifeless, one word is very powerful
Cold,/clung 'c' alliteratives
seeking warmth, or a friend, Gives leaf human quality
maybe.
reshape it...
remake it... emphasis
LOVE 'terse hands'
couldn't cuddle/crumbled, the hard 'c's
on one fold of procession of 'o's
and, upon my hand opening,
it flew away
like sacred golden dust ...
LOVE the threepeat
a smile
a sparkle
a sigh.
Consider--
please consider
the fallen leaf.
A conclusion that says be empathetic to those in need.
Well done.
Regards:
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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LOVE these bits:
fallen leaf-- the 'f's
how it lies/lays on the ground. Consider.
Torn from the mother branch, A great image line
twisted and turned-- 't' alliteration
lifeless, one word is very powerful
Cold,/clung 'c' alliteratives
seeking warmth, or a friend, Gives leaf human quality
maybe.
reshape it...
remake it... emphasis
LOVE 'terse hands'
couldn't cuddle/crumbled, the hard 'c's
on one fold of procession of 'o's
and, upon my hand opening,
it flew away
like sacred golden dust ...
LOVE the threepeat
a smile
a sparkle
a sigh.
Consider--
please consider
the fallen leaf.
A conclusion that says be empathetic to those in need.
Well done.
Regards:
Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Thank you Stephen for stopping by and leaving this inspirational and detailed review to my work.
Comment from ccto12
I like this. The pondering tone of your poem about how something might appear, at a casual glance, to be one thing ("dry, wrinkled, lifeless") but upon deeper reflection is really so much more as we all know dead leaves are the source that enriches the forest floor to ensure life anew. Love your line "it flew away like sacred golden dust". Very pretty imagery.
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reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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I like this. The pondering tone of your poem about how something might appear, at a casual glance, to be one thing ("dry, wrinkled, lifeless") but upon deeper reflection is really so much more as we all know dead leaves are the source that enriches the forest floor to ensure life anew. Love your line "it flew away like sacred golden dust". Very pretty imagery.
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Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Thank you for reading my poem and commenting in your favorite line. It helps me to improve.
Comment from tfawcus
I always look forward with a delicious sense of anticipation to finding your name in my inbox, for I know that I shall be in for a treat! This poem is no exception. Such quiet introspection, as delicate at the leaf itself. You have drawn so much of life out of this dead ghost of summer. Your poem reminds us that we do well to stop and consider the beauty of small things. We have so much to learn from them.
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reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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I always look forward with a delicious sense of anticipation to finding your name in my inbox, for I know that I shall be in for a treat! This poem is no exception. Such quiet introspection, as delicate at the leaf itself. You have drawn so much of life out of this dead ghost of summer. Your poem reminds us that we do well to stop and consider the beauty of small things. We have so much to learn from them.
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Comment Written 12-Mar-2014
reply by the author on 12-Mar-2014
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Wow, and then wow! Words like these are the ones you inspire me to be a better poet, and consequently, a better person. Thanks!
