Senses Delight. Poem by Fay Slimm

great work Fay. sorry have not been in contact for some time, i am in a room, it is not completely bare, i have lost all my senses, i am cold, alone, and clawing the walls searching, scratching for sunlight and inspiration, my writing has stopped, my mind seems to be doing the bare basics, each day the same, each hour is merely a signature of change, hand to hand, minute to minute, there is so much i wish to say, write and express, yet all i can feel the is the tracing of scratched cold walls. hope you are well, i send you my love and respect, god bless, your friend V

aye fay.. this on eis powerful, yes.. beautiful.

This is a delight to read Fay....so well expressed...10++

Beautiful write Fay...Fi 10++

Just catching up on your latest goodies, they are all so consistently well-written, I tend to run out of something new to say. However, I just had to comment on this one, which I find exceptionally prosaic. I was particularly taken by the line: 'the cosmos when entered listens with us...' This is Fay at her best!

Great power to express Fay! amazing lines.....10

As you so often do in your splendid poetry, Fay, your words thrill the reader's senses with your magical ability of poetic expression. This delightful poem is no exception to that, and beautifully fills the reader's mind with your enchanting imagery. Carl.

As you so often do in your splendid poetry, Fay, your words thrill the reader's senses with your magical ability of poetic expression. This delightful poem is no exception to that, and beautifully fills the reader's mind with your enchanting imagery. Carl.

As you so often do in your splendid poetry, Fay, your words thrill the reader's senses with your magical ability of poetic expression. This delightful poem is no exception to that, and beautifully fills the reader's mind with your enchanting imagery. Carl.

indeed a delight-ful poem wonder words!