| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 04/22/09 at 09:03 PM well formed wisdom here... |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 04/23/09 at 02:08 AM I Like the comparison of the mind to the canyon, the seasons to aging and I am with you all the way....no early fall if you keep the mind busy and the poetry flowing..good write.smh |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/23/09 at 03:14 AM We all have our seasons, don't we George? I love your season of now. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/23/09 at 03:47 AM Hmmmm, yes. I'm right behind you.... but still kicking. :) Thanks, George. |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 04/24/09 at 02:34 AM Such wondrous housekeeping goes on in your poem! As long as there is hope there are possibilities and the spring tonic we may encounter...:) |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/25/09 at 12:14 PM this poem for a starter is vibrant in my heart, then done with my heart heads its resonance smack for my soul. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/26/09 at 03:18 PM I cannot help but notice that fall, and particularly an early fall can easily incline either of its two meanings in this poem.
Mind stopping writing, George. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/27/09 at 03:57 PM ...hard to squeeze this one, it's good and gooey...that's the reason for this weird Spring we're having...it's fall, eh?...good write george. had a rain pome on memind this a.m. ... |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 05/01/09 at 01:48 AM I just love the idea of sweeping through a canyon. Beautiful visual and a real cerebral connection here. Nice! |
