I had you at the height of your poem.
Green thundered in the silence of itself.
I think our moment had its perfect storm,
Though it existed in a shadow tune.
A feeling older than Methuselah
Brings back your Slavic mood with every spring.
I treasure April as I would a Psalm.
Distance, my friend, is rare and ripe for praise.
Previously published, 'The World Poets Quarterly', China
Rare and ripe poetic expression of what reflects on mind: 'Green thundered in the silence of it self'
'I treasure April as I would a Psalm' approaches the sublime. Not a word can be taken away or exchanged in this lovely poem. With you, one always learns, in all humility. Warm wishes, Rani
the green when thundered by th age yet the storm pierces into the silence by precision and gleams love when treasured to the archieves yet with all the forces of the planet when resolved by black-hole the graveyard of the cosmic.......superb wite, i adore,10/10, thanks for sharing
A profound remembrance of friendship - however far in the past. Memories sustain us, as we look backward, hoping that the future has a place for us.
I treasure April as I would a psalm- this one line says all that you felt for your friend Sandra. you say it with such reverence, and the beauty is that you call the poem Perfect Storm. how peace and quiet descends after a storm has blown away... April in your part of the world heralds spring, such contrasting images all in eight lines as always a pleasure to read Affectionate Regards Mamta
these emotion rich eight lines show how treasure like you value a friend a poem and memories you like, sandra! *10*
a beautiful imagery put in the context of nature and emotion... I think our moment had its perfect storm, Though it existed in a shadow tune. .................................................an impressive metaphor to reveal the feelings **Abha**
Stunning! I love storms and I love this poem. Agree with W Grace, that line in particular stood out for me... HG: -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In this poem the line: 'I treasure April as I would a Psalm' is for me the electric line and moment. It is always good to know it is not only Jesus who finds the Psalms foundational. Bill Grace