I Look Through Broken Windows Poem by Sandra Fowler

...lovely imagery, Sandra

'I wish that you could feel my solace thought, But friendship is too distant now for song. Yearning sinks with the rich moon into white. Your shadow on the cloud bridge fades my eyes.' I couldn't have expressed it better.What style. I love this poem. Anjana

Sandra, such profound, imagistic language you have chosen. Truly one of your finest poetic moments. 'Shards of dark sky lift my loneliness / eternal separation of mind touch.' How ultimately cool is that? Hurrah, Greg XXO

Sandra, a very enjoyable piece of writing. It also made me think of faraway friends. Regards, Ian

It's very nostalgic. Having read this poem I began to yearn to meet my best friends...

I think this poem is about letting go. You gaze through your broken windows at something precious from long ago that can never be recaptured and yet has been transformed as 'your yearning sinks with the rich moon into white. Acceptance delivered with grace and poetic skill. Love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

P is for poet O is for of E is for exceptional T is for talent Bill Grace

Sandra, not very often do i come across a poem that stuns my literary senses... And don't take that as my being aloof, as none of my own work has stun me yet! The imagework employed in this piece is radiant, as is the vernacular, in general. I wrote on a similar theme awhile back....but it pales in comparrison to this.i. rarely do this, but i have added this poem to my very small collection of 'Favorites'....Outstanding work, young lady! It's of no surprise to me that you are a published Poet...you must afford me some tips one of these days! lol! ~ ~ ~

Sad, but a most beautiful piece of poetry, written by a master of the craft. Thankyou Sandra---Melvina---

Your poem so captures the difference between western and eastern culture, this being the lonliness in the west. Sad and beautifully portrayed. So fresh and cool I could feel it and see night sky while dreaming the cloud bridge. Great work. Best wishes, eliza