| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 10/22/04 at 08:28 PM vibrant, bright images come from this poem into my head..."my soul keeps trying to escape from my lungs"..that is an amazing first line to a poem..grabs you in right off the top...great phrases like "the leaves are
turning in a deadman’s glance" make this poem unique and absolutely beautiful... |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/23/04 at 11:21 AM Yes, oft we go to dreamland to ask real questions of ourselves in hopes to come to conclusions of ourselves only to wake and find that self will not be defined either in wakefullness or in dreams. Wonderous work, Max. |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 10/23/04 at 01:32 PM gobsmackingly real...I'm some how lost for words other than...Wow! |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 10/23/04 at 01:44 PM I have to agree that that first stanza really grabs at you - an excellent description indeed. Other phrasings here too that are very good. In all an outstanding piece! |
| Posted by Scott Cadence on 10/23/04 at 09:05 PM Thats what I'm talking about! So many great lines here. Sometimes I swear your in my head. :) |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 10/24/04 at 02:36 AM i want to comment, but i do not even know what to say ... sorry for my spontaneous lack of creativity |
| Posted by Kimberly Bare on 10/24/04 at 02:59 AM Surreality at it's best while carrying such an understated truth to reality!
Wonderfully Done! Blessings... |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/08/04 at 02:39 AM Clara's comments were an education for me... helping me to see deeper into your poem just deep enough to catch you before you drowned in the darkness of the dream. Well done, my friend. |
| Posted by Gabrielle L Gervais on 11/16/04 at 12:42 PM this is an incredibly refreshing read, impeccable word choice and flow... really, wonderful |
