Stolen Time Comments

Sigh.... this is so very beautiful. Donall I don't know how you do it but you do it so very well... this little poem seems effortless but it is so heavy with beautiful emotion and imagery. I love it... You are fab you are! HG: -) xx

The mind sees the photograph, before the camera is ever, ever clicked, and thus, the picture is forever mine, scarlet(t) lips, green apple! SNAP! Now you are mine, Forever.

A little bit nostalgic but not too much. Fortunately the melancholy and pessimism do not thrive well in your poems, maybe because of the wind :) or who knows, but the poems bring always optimism and sweet not bitter nostalgia. That is what I like!

Beautiful picture of a picture that never was realised except in your memory. The thief that stole the camera couldn't steal the memory.