Forever In The Dusk Poem by Sandra Fowler

Forever In The Dusk

Rating: 5.0

Your face is left forever in the dusk,
A blue portrait that loved the northern light.
You often snapped your fingers at the wind,
And laughed to tell a snow was on the way.

Your courage burned like wildfires in your bones.
It kept you bright when all the world was cold.
The air was always vivid where you stood,
Your arms flung wide to catch the falling sun.

Copyright,2006 Sandra Fowler

Brian Dorn 28 November 2006

Sandra, an amazing depiction... vibrant and bold. Brilliantly done! Brian

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Robert Howard 01 August 2006

You have revealed a lot of love in a few lines and it flows both ways in your lovely poem.

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Patrick Ladbrooke 29 June 2006

Through tears at a second read, I believe this is the most touching poem of your's I have read so far. 'Forever in the Dusk' is a great title and an fine emotional dedication. Patrick

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Preeti - is here! 27 June 2006

A lovely dedication for your dad. I love the title very much too! Preets

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Will Barber 26 June 2006

This compact and beautiful poem is a true tribute to your father - and to your own poetic sensiblility and perception - and to your love. An amazing and truly moving poem, an inspiration to all who quail before difficulties. The originality of the metaphors remove it from comparison.

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Yelena M. 01 January 2010

What a beautiful tribute for your father, Sandra. The imagery and the atmosphere are absolutely unique. Thank you for your poetry and the very happy New Year to you. Yelena M.

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Ashraful Musaddeq 21 September 2008

Amazing composition, lovely. Enjoyed and added 10.

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Don Mcwilliams 03 March 2008

What a wonderful and loving tribute, Sandra. May we all live with such elan and be remembered with such grace. Best, Don

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John Tiong Chunghoo 04 December 2007

dear sandra, you are real fine poet as your words tell. should be getting an award for your beautiful poems. would love to read how you tackle poems of other genres, apart from nature. love, john.

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Bill Grace 10 October 2007

'Your courage burned like wildfires in your bones' what an incredible gift of a daughter to a father to produce such a line as this for all who are at home with English to partake of such a verbal feast. That whole last stanza: WOW! You never cease to amaze, delight and educate my soul. Bill Grace

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Sandra Fowler

Sandra Fowler

W. Columbia, WV, USA
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