| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 12/18/03 at 06:12 AM A most insightful poem Jadi...reminded me of the lyrics to that Billy Joel song, "The Stranger"...Fantastic writing indeed! |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/18/03 at 12:50 PM Ahhh so good to hear from the muse of Jadi again! I second Graeme's comment concerning the insight into the human mind and spirit. What most delights can also "sting" when whetted appetite is uncontrolled! |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/18/03 at 01:48 PM and to such persistence is given the transcendental key. You've earned a turn Jadi. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/18/03 at 06:27 PM I too delight in your return and in the fact that others beyond this space will be able to enjoy your gift. The metaphors are delicious and dangerous, two human experiences that all too often accompany each other. Oh what fruits sleep brings. Excellent poem, my friend. And congratulations! |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/18/03 at 11:05 PM Sweet and painful. It is very good to see a green carrot beside your name again! :) |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 12/19/03 at 04:03 PM Some really interesting twists in this, replete with wonderful imagery. An excellent read worthy of the publication. |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/20/03 at 01:03 AM evokes a painful epiphany in a beautiful accounting, JD |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 12/20/03 at 03:41 AM Beaautiful work, JD, full of lovely natural imagery. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/20/03 at 06:03 PM Fascinating glimpse into the honeycomb of your mind J.D. Definitely worthy of publishing as you've stated. Congrats! |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 12/21/03 at 11:47 PM The two natures that live side by side... in the same body... each answering the call of his own Self. Whooo... thank you. Made me think. |
| Posted by Lori Johnson on 12/22/03 at 08:17 PM Oddly selfish how we, the readers can twist poetry to mean what relates to us on a personal level. This carries an entirely different meaning to me than that of Mara.
Hmmmmm, very interesting.
Glad you can finally share this one, I've been in jadi-withdrawls for quite some time now. LOL
As with all your poetry, I love it. :) |
| Posted by Traci Mabats on 12/25/03 at 08:40 PM Oh this is sweet, but unfortuantly since I have a young child I cannot read this and NOT think of Pooh. Lol |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 01/07/04 at 02:27 AM wow...i could fall asleep in the lull of the beauty of your words...again, wow... |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/01/07 at 04:02 PM
Such strong moment of realization, and self healing... entering into the heart of life, the busy hive, ignoring boldly possible sting and tasting the true untamed delicious exotic nectar set into the inner chamber of the spiral heart, the spiral honeycombed instinctively constructed beauty. Fallen into a swoon from the intensity of experience and the sweetness, he awakes to find echoing in that acoustic wonder-- his own voice ("gentle") what he has become... the "voracious bear" has come into his own, possessed that place, he lures those who sense, into the sweet place with him... I will stay here, soothed, dreamlike, relaxed, be at one with honeycomb, be a wild flowers and feel but not mind the sting of those thousand bees here where "a heavy sweetness" fills "the air". |
