This is truly a poem of mastery. The author masterfully creates a work of inner reflection, with a bold admittance into the state of "now" and what it means in light of the future. This poem is a mind bender, that has been well thought out, and will keep readers grasping for meaning to this riddle of time. Will the readers grasp the philosophical overtones of this poem? I believe that they will. The author appears to be in touch with the illusion of time.
Therefore, we see, not through our own eyes, but through the eyes of the author. The author's poem illuminates through the idea of time. This is a very beautiful poem.
A masterpiece of its kind, the author did an astounding job informing the readers about the immaterial realms that exist in our universe. This thesis was well researched, formatted, and documented. There is a wealth of information in this thesis that will provide enlightenment to everyone. The author should thus be commended, for initiating this painstaking mission that comes with educating people about these immaterial worlds and beings, that exist alongside our own world.
No one will read this remarkable thesis, and not be moved, or changed by the wealth of detailed documentation that it provides. There were a few fallacies in misspellings, and areas needing inserts. See paragraph 6,7, and 8. In the last paragraph, wondering souls...should be wandering souls...little discrepancies such as this one can be found in par. 3,6,7, and 8. Overall, the presentation of this thesis is outsanding, and shoud definitely be ranked at the top of the bar, in its genre.
Absolutely magnificent ! The author validates the authenticity of the consequences that ensues, when anyone within a home has problems with alcohol or drug abuse. This poem exemplifies the every day, domestic dilemmas, and sheds an impeccable light on the subject of the effects, that alcohol imparts in the home and in the lives of the family members. The author sends a sobering message to the readers, with a style that is uniquely, and meticulously developed.
This piece of poetry is vividly astounding. The author has illustrated the lives of these territorial carnivores with an uncanny accuracy. Readers can find themselves slipping into a dreamlike, hypnotic state, captivated by the surreal first person accounts. The author brings the story to life, petitioning the readers to feel it, grab it, believe it. It's all very real. The author entrances the readers with an surprisingly picturesque account of life in the wild. The author was impressive in classifying the lion's predatory position through two very unique viewpoints, that of poet and scientist.
The author manages to keep the reader's in awe of the meanings behind this poem. Could it be death rearing its ugly head in this poem? I believe the poem to be short and sweet. I the reader, am curious about the promise that was spoken about. This poem creates a subliminal illusion of non existence, and a state of nothingness. The inconclusiveness of the poem, makes it all the more mysteriously inviting and challenges the hearts and minds of the readers. This poem, overall, unlocks doors to other dimensions, but the rooms are empty, void of life. A great poem.
This story was a brilliant masterpiece of its kind. The cover page gave a nice presentation, and it complimented the ending remarkably. the author presented proper tone, and visualization to the character's surroundings. the author's vivid impressions, plays upon the readers minds. Key phrases were used, that further expressed the unique talent that the author has in bringing words and phrases to life. For instance, "......betrayed a neglectful past...." an outstanding phrase.
I noted a few fallacies with the story, relatively minor errors, but if corrected, the story would be even better than it is now. First, the stained window glass, while this may be an accceptable way of wording it, I think that ...stained glass window.....is a more proper way of using this adj/noun. Secondly, .....you look to pathetic down there.....should be too pathetic.. Thirdly,....voice echoing thought the musty air....I believe you intended to say....voice echoing through.....Lastly, ......The move on to whatever comes next. They move on to whatever comes next, is what is should be.
Overall, the story was filled with a wealth of suspense, blended into a twist of humor. The story was a keep-you-at-the-edge-of-your-seat bone chiller. This story deserves a spot next to some of the best stories of the best.
The author does a profound job at capturing the attention of the readers with this priceless lament. The levitation of sadness that is presented in this poem is astounding, as the author clearly identifies with the pain that was inflicted by the lover, the guilt, of having not noticed earlier on, and the anger of having gone through the whole ordeal. The author's boldness is effective for this poem, as it leaves a sense of wonder over readers. The direct presentation of this poem allows the readers to empathize with the author's humiliation, pain, and grief. This poem was orchestrated with magnificent clarity and speech. This poem demands the respect of its audience, as the author seeks to demobilize the lasting human stain that the ex lover has left on and in the author's life.
This story has alot of potential, and the dynamic usage of words like "trajectory" and "solar plexus" really brings the story to life. The story has character and action, and it's filled with adrenaline and restitution. The story effectively allows the reader to identify the villains, the hero, and the victim. There are a few mistakes that I've encountered with the story. I quote from author, 'I knew it is like running...' should be instead, ' I knew it was like running....is speaks of the present, and was would be past tense. The author has presented a few errors in this area. The other area of focus, again switching from past to present ; .....sundress that has been ripped at the hem...should instead be....had been ripped, as it is past tense. In addition to this, there were a few typos, one of which; The word "mens" is incorrect, it should be "men" ....listened to her fumble around....should be .....I heard her fumbling around...but that's questionable...I could be wrong about that. Overall, I like the story, because it has creativity and vision.
I'm impressed ! The author has contrived "Faith" with "Desire" two combiinations that I love to see working side by side in love verses. The first and the last parts of the poem are the two components that set the stage for the poem in its entirety. This poem has been brilliantly executed, and the last verse,in my opinion, is very forthcoming, serving as the cornerstone for the rest of the poem. For the first verse, I probably would extract the word "nigh", although it is a gem of a word in itself, but the commonalty of the surrounding words, takes something away from the word. " That I may draw nigh to you" would probably infuse more light to this very distinct word. Just to be clear, "nigh" is one of my favorite words. It's a great poem.
This is a remarkably profound poem, a poem that has substance, as well as subdued restraint. The writer seems to be cognizant of the inner spirituals struggles, that have attempted to cause an upheaval of emotions within the very soul of the author. The author has given this poem character and color. The color of power and growth, added with a spurt of intuition and clarity.
In my overall opinion, I believe that this poem is filled with more gloom than joy. It seems like something is missing. You stated,"Once I too sang songs of joy" "too" suggests to me that there was someone else that sang songs of joy, to whom were you referring? You said that the dark nights were bereft of stars or moon, shouldn't it probably say, 'stars and moon'. I do believe that the second verse of the poem is somewhat fragmented, and most of the poem seems to suggest that the memories are kept alive through the poems, but that there still isn't any light nor joy from it. The memories seem to only serve as a reminder of what was and is no more. I think that it's a sad poem, and that there should be some spark of hope that the reader can envision. I also think that the departed loved one's memory should show some words of what was good that can be imported into the poem. The poem could use a descriptive character, that will support a possitive reflection of the 'lingering memories'
In my own personal opinion, love is always alive and it never dies. The energy should always be present, even after the physical separation occurs. I believe that this poem has alot of potential to be something greater.
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