Comments on: Angels Shower

By: winterdandelion

winterdandelion — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 23:37:34 +0000

I read this particular poem a couple of times and wow… well structured, and love the imagery. Well done!

By: Elizabeth Abbott

Elizabeth Abbott — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 00:05:47 +0000

Such pretty words together sharing meaning. Powerful meaning. Thank you for sharing.

By: lady maggie

lady maggie — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 12:07:15 +0000

oh no oh no i vote NO to chasing her off down the street. sad and lonely, yes, and with such an aching touch to her body language and expression that would be difficult to match up so well with your words by any plump jolly cherub or any other replacement

and that cold hard slab of concrete she’s parked her bony behind on, that only adds sensuous vibes reverbing back – go hunting for any different image, and you’re going to need to pick up your trees and devouring fear as well as this sharp setting does

and the soda bottle? perfect, simply perfect

fits to your poem about as good as her jeans must. please keep her

By: wordsweneversaid

wordsweneversaid — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 05:34:03 +0000

No dear – she is a pretty and sweet girl.

I just find myself wanting to know more about her…

Does ‘she’ have a story?

Will you write one for us?

I think I would like that – if you would Mr. Dakasky?

M.L.

By: dakasky

dakasky — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 03:49:00 +0000

Hmmmm. Now I am wondering if I need to find another image to go with this one. I just liked how kinda sad and lonely the angel looked. But perhaps you are right. I’ll think about it. Maybe there is a better angel image. Surely there is. Anyone else vote for changing? Or link me to another angel here.

By: lady maggie

lady maggie — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 01:17:06 +0000

i loved the images and the movement in this, and echo wwns’s applause for the message

but i confess your angel did make me feel a bit on the heavy side. she can have my sandwich if you’re passing them out all around

By: wordsweneversaid

wordsweneversaid — Mon, 07 Sep 2009 01:55:34 +0000

Oh thank you dear – my tummy was hurting just looking at the little girl.

Thin is okay but that poor wee thing really needed a good feed (and something for her wee bony bum to sit on as well – that concrete lump must be very hard and cold)

*grin*

Yes – I am bitching…

It’s the Mommy in me – ignore.

M.L.

By: dakasky

dakasky — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 20:55:37 +0000

Thanks M.L.! We are love. All of us, as one! We are all interconnected, or “interbeing” as Thich Nhat Hanh calls it. hee hee. Ok. I made her a roast beef sandwich with gazpacho soup.

By: wordsweneversaid

wordsweneversaid — Sun, 06 Sep 2009 14:46:36 +0000

The poem is beautiful.

I like the way you have structured it – the way it draws my eyes to where I need to pause and reflect.

I appreciate that…

To me the most important words…

“We are Love
and I am me”

Too often we lose sight of our own individuality when we ‘love’ and whatever power(s) that may be created all of us as unique pieces of a greater whole – meant to share what it is that is so very special about us with others for the higher good of all.

Preachy?

Ya – but I was inspired by your angels Mr. D.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

*feeds tiny little angel girl*

That poor girl will need more than a pop to fill her up Mr. Dakasky.

*makes her some soup and a decent sandwich*

There – that’s better.

*smile*

M.L.