Swift Wings Poem by Sandra Fowler

Very nicely explained the journey of life in this poem.I realy always like the softness of your feelings and words.Thanks

The golden quill sustains the fragile but luminous self – and like the Appallachian, gleam painting birds image on the window glass paints word pictures

The flight of existence seems to have taken off for the last time with a rather new ambition. The poem describes the self-sustaining objects that have nurtured throughout the life long processes.

swift wings that comes in a flight with peace. a wonderful poem.

The wonder of that appalachian gleam Paints the bird's image on your window glass. I think you understand the mood is now. It has no will to ever come again. It seems that a journey is to end and a journey is to begin. All metaphors and images indicate that the bird of life is ready to take off for good. Sandra my friend, I don't know how to express my wordless feelings but to me its a sad poem. Best Regards Naseer

Line 3 reads... ...The moment is as rare as a May frost. A unique poem. Unique thoughts. Uniquely penned. Well done.

This is another gem out of your treasure, you have captured the subtlity of the poetry and life as well here in these lines...amazing poem, loaded with life, energy, meaning and sense...which is so much your hallmark....keep the good work going...thanks for sharing

a very beautiful and strong poetry indeed and you are very good on showing the readers the moods of season and life and that's why i love your poems many many 10'sssssss from me always rgds asif

Your words forever charm and magnetise, - another gem here Sandra - - and the painted gold of your mind is always something which delights this reader's heart - - into my favourites it goes..... with warm love to my faraway friend....... from Fay.

This...you are like a warm blanket on a cold day.