Fiercely beautiful and: Fiercely beautiful and immersive word play here; it makes every line a powerful experience. I love the juxtaposition of "silence" and "scream", a stunning illustration of the tyranny of morning when night provided the shelter of dreams. As always, you wielded metaphors with finesse and vibrancy, an impressive part of your highly-charged, signature style.
Thoroughly enjoyed.
Lady Raine, your main page: Lady Raine, your main page tells me you have not been onsite for four years. You are certainly missed. In commenting on this very beautiful poem, I noticed that two members of the PostPoems comunity, who are now deceased, have also commented. We need you back, Lady Raine.
You're such a prolific writer: You're such a prolific writer and generous reviewer that it comes as no surprise that you're here often. As an ever-ascending, crucial pillar of PostPoems, where else would you be?
Thanks patriciajj; to be: Thanks patriciajj; to be thought of as a word wizard brings on strange musings of a curious kind. But the idea of being freed to run in one's imagination at full tilt is quite amazing, indeed. And to be on a journey is quite an experience to be had and probably the most sublime feature of words. Thanks kindly.
Hello Morningglory!: Hello Morningglory!
Been a long time. How are you? What's the story?
How long has it been? Seems like an eternity
To be clear, I said 'eternity', not 'paternity'
If you're unclear about paternity
We'll need to go on 'Maury'
This appears to be the last: This appears to be the last poem you posted on PostPoems, and I wanted to place a comment upon it. You were one of the first Poets to impress me here, in the first days of my participation, and you are missed here.
Thank you for the comment,: Thank you for the comment, and for being one of PostPoems' best. Like the sites other pillars, you set an example both of literary excellence and of courteous fellowship that more of the members ought to emulate. And, as long as I am able to put two words together in a phrase, I will be sure to point that out.
My wordss are your words they: My wordss are your words they are free, its a little too much gratitude but it certainly made me smile and that's not easy these days! I am humbled and this is so true and profound. An am truly honoured you mentioned me in at all because there's no need. Your use of words as descriptions and as happenings are just wow! You'll have to find the phrase for me! Hugss and gratitude always ss
I really . . . REALLY . . .: I really . . . REALLY . . . like this poem. That first line is quite a hook, it yanks the reader into the poem which then accelerates immediately into its subject matter with no delay, and no chance to look back or back out. Like the first notes of a sonata's major theme, after the intro, lines five throug nine set both the theme and the pace, and then the poem swiftly and effeciently works its effect upon the reader.
Thank you so much for taking: Thank you so much for taking the time to read, and truly experience, my expression. Just having you stop by is a pleasure, but your luminous vision and poetic insights are a huge honor. I value your opinion, brilliant poet.
I sat beside your beautiful: I sat beside your beautiful lake, letting my mind wander to those visited in my memory,
and in my smile, I found the beauty in your words inviting me once again to my youth,
where " the unblinking water" held its mysteries in my own imagination.
I thank you for such a wonderful gift, and for the peace I once found on that shore, alive again,
through your words, and talent.