+ enchanting | Diana Todea [27.Nov.09 00:30] |
Willy, I found your poem to be beautiful and serene with a touch of ocean breeze. The gentle caress you expressed here is very nicely composed. An enchanting poem and a shiny star. Cheers, Diana! | |
= I | Corina Gina Papouis [27.Nov.09 01:19] |
don't mean to spoil the beauty of this poem, but I do have a little nag, Willy. The scuba diver in me screamed when i read the verse: 'and the bottles of oxygen.' just purely for the fact that oxygen under pressure kills in a very unpleasant way. Is air you want, in cylinders. hope my remark does not upset you...there is magic in your poem...and it takes the reader with it... Cheers, Corina | |
= Diana and Corina- | John Willy Kopperud [27.Nov.09 09:22] |
- thanks a lot both! In the aftermath of writing this I realized that the poem concerns global warming, "deevolution" as a means of retracing and finally nostalgia and romanticism in the sense of longing back to mother's womb, or maybe be reborn. Readers here may interpret it otherwise and I think it's a privilege if they do. Thanks a lot for that yellow star, Diana! Also a big thank for your advice, Corina! I will indeed change according to what you point out, since I don't see the point of blowing the building in the text to smithereens! Cheers from Willy | |
= Ooops! | John Willy Kopperud [27.Nov.09 09:28] |
- Global HEATING, of course! Willy | |