Kathy Lockhart
The "what if's" are the fire! The fire that surround us in the colors of the autumn leaves. The changes that are surely coming after the beauty in the death of the leaves and then the harshness of the cold winter. The "what ifs" keeps the embers burning deep withing our souls. It is a bittersweet warmth that may never die or silently pass away. But Spring, ah spring! New life blooms and then the summer again...the fragrance of romance once again fills the air with fresh new flowers. Beauty in your writing is such a pleasure to read :) xx kathy
2006-07-23

Kathryn Walsh
The fire of love, hmmmmm had to walk away sometimes. I love the way you captured the thoughts of being caught up in the moment..
Love this
rgrds...... Katt
2006-07-22

Malin Johansson
Love and passion is a mysterious thing!!!
Very good poem here, Liked it
rgds daughter
2006-07-22

"What could I do with fire
Except deny 'was there
Form a break, an emptiness
Deny"
very beautiful... kissess
2006-07-22

Arti
Beautiful crown cinquain... I love this write.. This is so romantic, so full of emotions. Great write. (haha yes, I'm running out of adjectives again...lol... How do you do that to me??)

Arti.
2006-07-22

Zachary P. B.
Beautiful poem, Mike. =) What if's and what now's and why's are always the hardest questions to ask, because we don't know. And it tortures our hearts and minds so intensely. Just wondering...

Excellent work again my friend,
Z
2006-07-22