Sandra Fowler
W. Columbia, WV, USA
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A Touch Of Gold

Rating: 5.0
Birds are in conversation with the dark.
They sing their elegies from power lines.
You clasp my hand to hold the music still.
Such stanzas, Friend, must not be winter lost.

Clouds picture tall gray houses in the sky,
Their windows incandescent with autumn.
You smile and say, 'It might be possible
To light our way home via red gold panes.'
With gentle skill your imagery creates,
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COMMENTS
Eyan Desir 05 October 2009
Good write yet again Sandra 10s
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Cindy Kreiner Sera 19 April 2009
Your translation of December pure Gold - l felt your tenderness weaving through the season's tapestry and visualized the walk with birds on the power line....so very good.
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Andrew Blakemore 08 February 2009
Beautiful imagery Sandra, a poem that oozes quality. Best wishes, Andrew
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Alison Cassidy 21 December 2008
You have captured that moment between - between the autumn brilliance and the December cold. Like the moment between the in breath and the out breath - where all that is belongs. A deeply spiritual poem clothed in a beautiful garment of richly woven words. Love your birds singing their elegies from power lines. Our magpies do it all the time. love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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Maria C. Pires Costa 15 December 2008
Dearest Sandra, How affective this new gem is! It was sculptured by your talented art of creating images so lively! You always bring the sacred Nature to enlighten our souls, even though these birds'are in conversation with the dark.' I've enjoyed the whole poem, and particularly Fiend's reply 'It might be possible to light our way home via red gold panes.' These are strong lines, in my view. Your skills have the great power to connect us to you! Many thanks, Sandra. Warmest regards & love Maria
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Mark Nwagwu 13 December 2008
No one translates December quite like you - and no one writes about December quite like you, Sandra, 'cause you've got friend who's all December, original flavour of apporaching love written in the cloudless sky.
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Raveendran . 13 December 2008
Your prism disperses images of the season's landscape. I have never seen the living snow of december taking in the the elegies - the conversation with the dark.
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Duncan Wyllie 09 December 2008
There is so much about your work that the poet can draw from, such a wealth of talent you have Sandra Love duncan X
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Chitra - 08 December 2008
Excellent penning Ma'am these pictorial lines encircle the spirit with the glow of the celestail orb
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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 08 December 2008
Sandra, your very last line, could very well be my comment to you....but of course you know i can't just leave it there...This work is a textbook paradigm of how imagery, and detail, should comandeer a literary work.You have created a poem, that becomes virtually palpable, by way of your acumen for meticulous, and pictorial depiction. Apropos title...as this poem be Gold...as Gold be the quality of your artistry, young lady! FjR
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