Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

Profoundly Blue - Poem by Sandra Fowler

Sun played its last tune among yellow flowers.
Yesterday's shadow overtakes the field.
Dusk lays its burden down on old tin roofs.
Soundlessness is a song profoundly blue.

The smoke of supper fires is welcome now.
It warms the windowpanes with wests firelight.
Such brightness is a catalyst for verse
That talks a little winter with the earth.

Previously published, 'The World Poets Quarterly', China


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  • (7/20/2009 9:49:00 PM)

    a lovely picture mam...a soundless blue...wow...i don't know which line to marvel at...a beauty in words (Report)Reply

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  • Kesav Easwaran (6/19/2008 7:06:00 AM)

    a poem profoundly soft....'Soundlessness is a song profoundly blue...' a line blue royal...10

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  • (4/29/2008 5:27:00 AM)

    Sandra, you do stuff with words that seem so effortless and yet I know they're not! You truly are the most wonderful poetess. I love this, beautiful poem.... HG: -) xx (Report)Reply

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  • (4/23/2008 10:52:00 AM)

    absolutely beautiful in every way. Love the last line of the 1st stanza. That one hit me more so than the rest, but they were all great (Report)Reply

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  • (2/29/2008 2:37:00 PM)

    At verses (1- 14) such verbal structure that have 'bibliotherapeutic' ability … travel of the reader to a place with emotional a stream …
    Thanks...
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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (1/15/2008 3:52:00 AM)

    Thus, blue be the waking of another day's sunset falling....and profound be the apropos description of the above work, young lass! Captively resplendent...
    as its imagery serves as a poetics paradigm in absolute. Sandra, you da' Gal!

    ~ FjR ~
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  • (11/4/2007 8:36:00 PM)

    I tried to choose a favorite line. I can't find one. Every line is powerful and gripping. It would be a shame to choose one for the other. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/24/2007 3:19:00 PM)

    'Soundlessness is a song profoundly blue.' The lyrical quality amongst your words resonates deeply Sandra. Love the reflective tone, the images and the subtle contrasts in this emotive word painting. Justine x (Report)Reply

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  • (10/23/2007 9:31:00 AM)

    The picture you paint with your words is truly beautiful, the melancholy felt in that dusk and soundlessness to the vivid picture of the smoke from those welcoming supper fires leading to the warmth of reflection. Thank you Sandra. Hugs, Diane (Report)Reply

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  • (10/22/2007 3:06:00 PM)

    a very fine piece of poetry Sandra. (Report)Reply

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  • john tiong chunghoo (10/21/2007 2:22:00 AM)

    dear sandral, i do love your poetry, they are always so creative and delicate they bring the readers to a realm stamped with sandra's dreams. keep on. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/19/2007 12:59:00 AM)

    This is a very unified poem, each line elegant and none superfluous. Talking a little winter to the earth - profoundly Blue, indeed. Melancholy oft leads to insights denied the relentlessly cheerful. In blue silence, wisdom may be found. - Will (Report)Reply

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  • Dr.subhendu Kar (10/18/2007 3:12:00 PM)

    And it is profoundly blue when sun played its l; ast tune............unique poem with unique imagery, that smacks of beauty, great write, thanks for sharing (Report)Reply

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  • (10/17/2007 1:05:00 PM)

    I believe in the profound magic of your 'windowpanes'. MARVELLOUS.
    Susie xx
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  • (10/16/2007 9:08:00 PM)

    You got me at the title, Sandra - and all that follows is beauty and light. Sending you love and hugs... Esther : ] (Report)Reply

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  • Cyclopseven R (10/15/2007 11:33:00 PM)

    I like this verse 'Dusk lays its burden down on old tin roofs' very much. Beautiful depiction of sunset. Great work, buddy. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/15/2007 5:30:00 PM)

    Love the contrasts in this exquisite poem - the soft dusky melancholy of the first stanza and the warmth and personal reflection of the second. Lyrical and masterful penning - your trademark dear Sandra. love, Alison xxxxxxxxxx (Report)Reply

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  • (10/15/2007 9:40:00 AM)

    God lives in your words (Report)Reply

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  • (10/15/2007 7:00:00 AM)

    DEAR SANDRA,
    YES I GIVE YOU yellow flowers.

    YOUR POEM IS VERY GOOD.A LITTLE BIT SAD. BE POSSITIVE.
    LOVE
    WILFRED JOHN
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  • (10/14/2007 6:22:00 PM)

    'Soundlessness is a song profoundly blue.' What a beautiful sad image completely true, I've always loved music and feared the silence, the true aloneness of being alone. Life is a record playing that softly fades off with the last song, but I'll hear your songs for a long time to come,
    Uriah
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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