Residue Comments

To a tired wayfarer ending a long journey, the waxworks come alive and speek. To comfort a lonesome soul in his travels

A pilgrimage into Realism with a symbolic turn. Susie.

This is a special one my friend. The language speaks of pity (not self - pity) and the flow of the work takes us though that feeling. Yet it is not a sad poem, rather it is unbiased towards an emotion. There is also something different about this that is a departure from your work to date. You seem to have hit on a new way of expressing a narrative. Whatever, it still contains the beauty and thought that you put into your work.

You put your soul into this one. You gave yourself away in words quite effectively.. Beautiful work, my friend. Sandra