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2023-08-15
The fourth primary colour stands clear as an engineer's set of piano skeleton fixtures intangible. They are there but only to the eyes and ears of the thirst hearts that long for Shakespeare's empty canvas. You dear poet a class act beyond anything I've read in a decade. You've given me the honor and pleasure to see your world and for that I'm greatly humbled. This is genius. Thank you

2023-08-15
Love lives in the game of hide and go seek while hoping always to be found. You've discovered that emotion tucked away lagoon deep and oh what a pity. You write with such intensity that I was held hostage yet having the freedom to run in order to escape but I remained starstruck and like a shooting rainbow showering the heavens with diamonds, silver, gold and diamonds; oh my fragile heart. Excellent work of art and brilliant as well.

2023-06-12
I understand this well written presentation to the maximum. Ya see what you've expressed through experience is indeed what many people have gone through but lack the confidence when it comes to being more than just being heard but understood. I found your words to be quite poetic, well written in good taste and it contained a heartfelt atmosphere that cannot be ignored. Yeah, we're just a shadow while an imposter via a computer screen acts as the patient. You're telling the truth for real! Bravo.

2022-11-23
When love was real the student wasn't ready. Now pride seeks shelter from a tree without leaves and memories won't permit sleep to reside where honesty and my open arms won't reach out anymore. How are you?

2022-11-23
Those who don't know just don't know while silence yells louder than one's highest note. When the soil of the earth is toiled for the planting of new seeds I shall not forget the hissing and and the turning of heads wishing to fit in with the masses of fragile egos; Mother Earth hasn't any friends only those who are willing to remain obedient to the universal laws that govern ever act and reaction. I understand your pride and joy for the first shall be last and the original example shall resume its class.

2022-08-16
For me there was a moment when time took over with strick advice; like you've so brilliantly expressed with your words that don't need any help or assistance. I have been in the vice of unrehearsed passion from friendship to matrimony, on a ship to clouds with silver linings. Intuition is the key as to why birds fly. This is how your pen to pad influences my poetic ventures of the English language in silence. Thank you for this write for it is mentally stimulating as well as poetically one heck of a masterpiece.

2021-08-14
Wow Ann! Say, you really blew me away with this excellent path to finding myself in the mirror of my own life's paths of solo journeys and narrow roads where I found several acquaintances but not so much of a true friend as I was taught to be. This creation you have written is much different than all your other works of pen to paper; you seem so free in flight, viewing the world like never before and it appears to me that you've reached a higher level of the planet we call Mother Earth. In my opinion I must say that this is the best of all your works and actually the greatest heart and mind in print I've enjoyed in a very long time. I guess it's like people see the greatness in another but put on blinders so they won't be tempted to speak the truth about how beautiful grey skies can be. There's a silver lining on the days when you sit down and reflect on the sunny days made clear by the tears that fall from the sky. You've really become a great writer/poet with a style of your own and that's what it's all about may I most respectfully say. I understood what you were expressing as you remained fluid and on course in a direction I was able to attend. This is genius! Thanks for the wonderful memories of being in love with one's self. Thanks again.

2020-11-26
The things we do for love reaches beyond logic and I guess this is why it's called love. Love is bliss while flying high. Reality arrives once you hit the wall unbroken. This is food for thought and quite different in style from your other poems but still I must ponder on the subject no matter how you tell the story and that's the sign of a great writer. Nice work. I had to think about this one for a minute or two. Well done. Thanks

2020-09-09
Friendship and the greatness thereof. As a growing child I was taught how to be a friend; most people don't experience the trial and errors of life as you learn to forgive and exchange apologies and continue as friends or simply move on a bit wiser. I remember going to check on a friend that crossed my mind and I just wanted to be in their company because I cared about them. A friend, as you have stated so well is at times a brother or sister you never had or that brief moment of that casual passing by that pays a visit once again but this time you share the past and present in greater detail. Thanks for the wonderful memories as I too agree. Have a great day and see you soon. FE

2020-09-09
I got it! No one else can write your script in life but the person seeing the light as they walk or run be it truth or dare where darkness is never feared. Your writing is always in a class of its own and the reader must see through your eyes if they are to enjoy the pictures of your pen. I enjoyed this read because it told a story of someone who was the master over their destination and to rest for another day isn't so bad. Thanks for the great write and until next time stay happy, healthy and blessed. FE

2020-07-06
When a person is blessed with the gift of possessing a talent and takes the responsibility to perfect thank gift then you can expect that soul to go far and beyond the landing strips of life for they have an insight most people don't realize is in the palm of their hands. Well written and expressed in your honest opinion. Stay in touch. FE.

2020-03-19
After all the trials and tribulations, ups and downs, heartaches to headaches yet life goes on and on. This is one on the money heck of a write with a strange twist that's repeated when you least expect it to take place. I guess ya gotta go through the storms of life to reach the shelter of the proper arms born to embrace you when the time is right. Thanks for the post. Great write and hello there, it's been awhile huh? Thanks again.

2020-03-19
Wonderful write and I get it; line for line I took the ride home away from home. Your style of composition is one that I can relate to so the flow was my cup of tea. Thanks.

2019-07-01
Why thank you for your wonderful greeting and just to mention it I will be in great celebration this month of July for in few days it shall be my birthday! Oh what fun. Thanks for great write.

2019-06-26
Wow! What a wonderful way to start my day. You are so right. A day full of sunshine and a few beautiful smiles along the way makes joy and happiness a wonderful experience. You make me smile and laugh too. Thanks for such a great poem to start the day. All smiles here this early morning.

2019-06-13
Wow, this sounds like me but without my ability to express it the way you have done so beautifully. Oh to be like a song seems to fit my inner self whereas very few have sought to hear the melody that accompanied our exchange of words. This is by far one of the best writes in a long time and the way you've said it all with such honesty and true compassion has given me a new outlook on life. Most respectfully, as a writer and a human being it is a great pleasure to be a witness to the way you put your pen to the paper for your style is unique and all its own. After reading " I Have Just Learned" I feel pretty darn good with a hats off to you and cheers to a good cup of tea. Thanks again for the wonderful write and the wisdom that came along for the ride.

2019-05-18
Thank you for these well expressed words of more than just wisdom and phrases to ponder. A spoonful of sugar makes the truth easier to swallow for the soul hasn't the heart of that grace has already freely given. For the wise this presentation is great medicine for both body and spirit; a reminder that love is more than reflection of what the world views as a glimmer of hope in another; ohh what a feeling they say just to fit in! I fully understand the difference between revelation and information.
Revelation is from above through Him while information leaks out via popularity; they said this and he said she said blah blah blah blah blah. Thanks so much for such a thought provoking presentation because I am a witness to the outcome of those who hope in nothing. They view love as a never ending party that never fills their cup. Thanks again. Very well written.

2019-04-08
Yeah, I know just want you mean. I have noticed that birds in flight bring along a melody and songs that appear to be delivered on purpose; I really do enjoy their performance. Such an endless song that never seems to become a bore. Can't wait for the next unscheduled opera! Thanks for the posting.

2019-04-08
You said it all in the opening line. That's how it works, with a smile. This goes for both parties; smiles have the tendency to break the ice. A happy worker is a well paid individual and it isn't always the pay but the joy of good health. Excellent write and a pleasure to read.

2019-03-23
The value of what any heart feels is in their ability to care and see the true essence of giving. This story told what so many people couldn't find the words or courage to say. Here is where hope lives and it's nucleus is faith. Every Cinderella has her own prince and each new arrival is window shopping at its best. In the end every Cinderella wins hands down. Excellent story and well written. Thanks for the sharing.

2019-03-12
The power of forgiveness is the only thing I can trust that has the Godly ability to purify man completely. The weight of the world is lifted off your shoulders when you let go of the negative mishaps from people. Once a person matures this act becomes less of an effort thus yielding a great sense of well being. I'm so glad you took the courage to remind us that the path we take is one that requires sharing with patience and plenty of understanding. I can remember a friend to forgive them and I had already done so without hesitation. Several days later I had to ask to be forgiven and this person granted me the same desire. Wonderful world of life and liberty for all mankind. Great write! Well said!

2019-03-04
You have a heart of gold and I believe that you are a wonderful friend. I too say, never forget to tell those dear to you just how much they are loved. Life is a clock of nature and the idea of when are where may fall short of what mankind wishes to follow. This poem brought to my attention on how much I loved my grandmother and told her so in words and action. Now, after she passed away I did miss her greatly but there wasn't any sorrow because I loved her and I made it known that I truly did and by that I mean I didn't cry or weep because I didn't say, grandma I love you. Thanks for the wonderful world of poetic wisdom and for the good memories I hold dear as I reflect on the beauty in loving those who are cherished always. Wonderful, wonderful just simply wonderful!

2019-03-04
Lovely is as lovely does and honor laced with respect rings true when it comes to family with nature being a close friend. February's sun adds beauty to the crispness in the air. A sip of tea or coffee between mother and daughter is heaven on Earth wearing a smile the entire day. Thank you for this beautiful write for I truly felt as if I were a part of your adventure that day. I enjoyed reading your well expressed words that are quite different from many other writes that have come my way. You have a style all your own that tends to let the reader ride on your wings of whatever the case may be. Great write and thanks for the sharing. F.E . Bravo!

2019-02-20
Such poetic wisdom in the eyes and heart of a great author held captive by a forever clear blue sky. Beyond lady luck is the ability to see that diamond in the rough and self satisfaction being the tattoo you wear so well. Great write! Bravo.

2019-02-16
Actions speak yet not always well received as envy smiles with its sheepish grin. The mind plays an old song of past memories. Oh to be alone by truth or dare. You're the best and a clever poet as well. I got the encrypted message for devotion, love and honesty walk hand in hand forever. Wonderful poetic playwright..

2019-02-16
The power of a mother's loving words; tender yet strong always there to protect. Her touch remains for a lifetime as you too share the private moments shared. Your written expressions can't be denied for the power of love refuses to hide. Great write and something to be remembered. Thanks for the sharing.

2018-11-22
The state of being
When time falls prey
In a good way reality statedy
My inner person the real
Two thousand years ago
I hummed a shower song
Hoping you'd hear early morn
Sunrise is the only last call.

You are beyond grace and reason to the genius. Great write.

2018-11-22
Humility stands in the east corridor of mountain peaks. I freely share the unseen whispers of all you dare to confess. Like a helpless kite on a string that reaches far beyond the planet Mars. Oh how could I forget the tangerine of your planted seeds; over easy and over and over again. I stand first in time's nest of second chances already given. To love you is to respect you even more; yeah to embrace your courage like cups of tea. Come, set yourself free from this cage of paper chains and the horizon of many hopes by next June. You are a great writer and poet supreme. Soul touching ice cream and cake!

2018-10-10
After a night of sincere prayer you held the likeness of me beyond grace. What was will always be, fear not it's only a writer's passage to adventure held up in traffic. Lies telling lies only to be ignored; songs written anew while pleged to the turtle under its shell. To simply live takes courage when everyone else is in celebration of three wishes plus four. You have a sense of direction which is greater than the Foxtrot followed by the Waltz. Great in every sense of the written word. You express so pastel.

2018-10-10
Please, by the request of fate be able to let me know. There's no shame running through the veins of love. Oh dear heart my soul still waits while crying rains only to water the plants left foolishly behind. Love kept secret denies Juliet the kiss sent by several men with the name Romeo. Why do you fear pretending? Wonderful write!

2018-10-09
Memories tread my favorite song, home far away from my shadow weeping held in contempt yet I try. Most of my history gone or diluted please help me correctly spell my name correctly. Told I'm American and I stand between all that is and what hasn't materialize. A somber sunset greets me on the horizon as the erhu cries for my inability to remember the true place of my birth. China Crystal, oh now I remember part of my name. The root of the cause is strength embraced miles below in secrecy; once visable the rainbow already had a bit of a head start. Thanks for the trip back home to a place I've never been. Again such genius.

2018-10-08
Freedom is all I have therefore to share this with you is not an option for the wind told me so. Made cool by the rythimic tide; Morse Code signs our secret language. Made strong by your willingness to surrender for you are resilient, a diamond in the rough daring the eye of the tornado to save face. I stand before you and the name of my shield is known as Caviler. To respond in any other way would be such a waste of words because you are simply Shakespeare embraced by Juliet. Thanks again for the write. Most respectfully yours.

2018-10-08
Haven't been to Rio but I have love a second, third, fourth, forth and ectera, ectera, ectera opportunity to have its cake and eat it too. We had several glasses of red wine and strolled along the beach until dawn. With the sand slightly cool and Lake Michigan pleasant to our toes made kissing even more of a mystery. This moment was a shared dream twenty five years prior to our meeting. Think Rio is calling our heart's desire. What a vivid imagination come true; again most genius and flavorful. Thank you for my continued hope in life, liberty and true love blessed by good friends. You are fantastic in Cupid's eye.

2018-10-07
I took a seat many moons ago gave time its welcoming hello several times. Trotting as a fox, my tail truth or dare; I hold my breath. Weak from overexposure as my shame drinks from the fountain of my eyes. April and May play hide-and-seek with logic versus wisdom; involuntary heartbeats and dried roses bookmarking. Maturity pays a visit and with a bruised ego soon exits and this unfamiliar shadow can't dissmiss what's rightfully ours; I remain still in the breath of your air. This is my comment expressed poetically as a result of your heart to pen to pad. Your brilliant way with words deserve so much more than the status quo and handshake. Men do come and go but a true gentleman takes a seat accepts the offer of coffee or tea and listens to the seldom sung songs of one's heart to sleeve. I heard you and felt the weeping of your willows passing by. You are a genius! Thanks.

2016-12-18
Beautiful display of a kiss I once had the pleasure of beholding, the time and place was in the month of October; I was glad to be someone that was loved. This write is one that comes to heart because it is time for it to arrive; to the pen to the pad.
Very well expressed and one that holds dear to my heart. Thanks for the sharing.

2016-05-13
And it seems that the trials of life being both sour and bitter can produce such great writers and poets; you are second to none. I learned what it took to produce a diamond, a gem worth more than light years could afford. Pressure lots of pressure and when time let discovery come to grips with what had to be a rainbow of empathy was born. "INTROSPRCTION" speaking for as many too ashamed to take that first step. Many know while so many just can't say at the moment; you give us strength. Thanks for the return, thanks so much. Most respectfully yours, F.E

2016-05-13
Oh how well I know of this act of the world eating its young; so to speak. It had to start with some kind of selfish act that kept being swept under the rugs of dirt and filth; the kind of life people pay to view behind closed doors. The young, our tomorrow without the touch on love and kindness and as an adult I feel the shame and the pain that every human being must share before setting out to change all that will destroy what was once great to a pile of matter not worth the mention. Knowing more than most people will ever experience because I once worked with the children left behind to do for themselves. Oh what a mess we've made! Great write for the heartfelt and lovely for all mankind. Thank you.

2015-11-09
Wow! I can't really say how I felt at the reading of your thoughts as they moved through time and the lanes of life and memories. Being here and there I rode upon your words as if there was a place for my head and heart to rest as well; the goodness of heartfelt honesty lives in truthfulness. The past gives us power to see the future with a high level of hope. I have learned to stop and rest in the moment; a cup of coffee or tea while I smell the roses of the present. Digging Up Baby Doll Bones took me on a emotional passage that let me know that beautiful is always beautiful and the loveliness of honey sweet lingers beyond time. Thank you for this wonderful write as it has made me humble in knowing how dear sincerely yours can mean to the lone heart. I simply fell in love with this poem which is more than a poem to me. Respectfully, Life Worth Living

2014-06-30
We never lose connection with what is dear to us for it hides in many forms to shield us from the verbal and burnning sun called life. You've taken the past, dusted it off and set a new trail to blaze in the forefront. The flip-flops now have stability; traded in for a real pair of shoes. Now the pavement of east, west, north and south can be explored without rocks or splinter. Thank you for coming down from your tree house, changing shoes, taking life by the tail and returning to the table for a feast of good friends and a tall glasses of friendly cheer! You sure know how to poetically speak your hear and mind. Excellent write, very well expressed and vivid in its presentation.

2014-06-10
Yeah, this is the real deal! Love out in the open for the whole world to see. Heart to mind then pen to pad without shame or shadow for this is ture love. One powerful heartfelt ballad full of strings and wind chimes in place of vocals; just a chance of pace for the lovely! Oh yes, I've had many a moment such as this and that special person in ones life is the only heartbeat that can understand the beauty of silence and a sunset of Burgundy sky. Brilliant, I say again; brilliant!

2014-05-27
This is as beautiful as it is so very true. I was deeply touched in a way that I haven't felt in a long time via poetry. You sang a song that speaks for the brave at heart and the bold that dare to share the poetic inner being that really wants to be free; to express the modes of life that must be said and heard. This is a true treasure not only as a poetic gesture but wisdom with a spoon full of honey just to make things better. Thank you for this wonder song and dance...down the river I too flow.

2013-05-06
Oh my friend you're just a tickle ya pink wad of the best cotton candy ever! You are truly a gifted writer with a sense of humor like no other; I enjoy your poetic television show. Whispers in the wind reveals your hidden power of not being seen for if you were visible your cape and all your magical powers would require a dash of hot sauce to get ya going again!! Great poem with a vibrant echo that speaks.....more peas please. Ha! You're a blast and a great poet my friend and I'm glad to know you. Well done.

2013-04-11
Love is devotion, respect and honesty just to mention a few but most of all love is having been on both sides of the fence. The giver and the taken from. Great expression of what it takes to "Keep Living". As for kisses. Well you can tell a lot from the hidden secrets from a kiss given; pay attention to their breathing. It should be easy as a Summer's breeze, no stress all being real and in truth.

2013-04-11
Love can't wait too long but at least it arrives. We may not be aware of it but it is there waiting for the appointed soul to see with eyes open or shut that that desire is right next to you. The world cannot wait; wait any longer. A poem to ponder in slience and truth. Cast not away hope! Nice write and true to heart.

2013-04-04
Naw they can play it off as if this is just a brush in the wind but we as a human race need a butt whipping for being so inhumane; even to ourselves. Cutting both wrist?? We are so and so huh? yep! Real phantom deep. A sky so blue it's clear!

2013-03-09
Very, very, smooth and touche'!

2013-02-28
True as it gets. I've asked myself this same question. Maybe its just easier to follow the crowd. Great men are born leaders; lead on sir, lead on! Well written and on the money.

2013-02-27
Few words are necessary to note the genius of you. As I attempt to state more the words won't come because this is in fact genius. Bravo-Bravo!

2013-02-27
I can relate to these words of times past and to come. I shall take note of what is always ready to bloom for the unknown shall become known if kept watered in the sunlight. Thanks for telling it straight and to the point in truth.

2013-02-22
A true picture of what words can say if spoken by the right poet. I've been to Seattle several time; Queen Anne area mostly. I loved the place, why? I really don't know. I understand Freemont was at one time the poets hub? Yes...no? Anyway you paint a view that is what is off the Pacific west coast. Great write