Her voice was a honeysuckle wind.
I remember the immediate addiction,
knowing how short our time might be,
but when we woke, we were old,
she said "Good morning"
and I felt the fresh smell of spring.
Her voice was a honeysuckle wind.
I remember the immediate addiction,
knowing how short our time might be,
but when we woke, we were old,
she said "Good morning"
and I felt the fresh smell of spring.
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Hello Richard
Hello Richard
I thought this really tender and the lady meant will surly like it.
Tiny suggestions:
I think you need a comma before but in line 2 and I thought "breeze" is more tender than "wind"
but you know better. It's your little gem.
Hi Rula,
Glad you dropped in and thank you for your
suggestions, they will certainly be considered
at edit time.
You were right, she did like it.
thanks,
Richard
wind
is more passionate.
yes,
besides, it sounds better
Richard
I hope that for you there will be many more awakenings.
Well written and contains a great tribute to someone special,
Yours Ian.T
Hi Ian,
Thank you for your comment, it is much
appreciated. Hoping many more mornings
for us all my friend,
thanks again,
Richard
You really touched this hard old bugger.
In all his twisted senses.
That's what really struck me, the title.
Jess,
Everyone knows you're soft-hearted, and
we've most of us had our senses twisted a
time or two.
Seriously man,
this is a little piece of poetic perfection.
Strain as I might I can't think of any way to improve it.
Hey,
You did see I edited recently,
took some of Pringle's suggestions,
thought it did improve it but only
readers can witness to that.
Richard
This is a wonderful poem, I love it as is I wouldn't change a thing
touching and tender beautifully written a pleasure to read
hope you and yours had a lovely Christmas
love JC x
p.s one thing ? I wanted more but that's just me being greedy
Hello Jayne,
We had a good Christmas, and you?
A poem can always be changed, for the
better or worse, this one is still on the work
table.
thanks,
Richard
Outstanding poem, my friend.
Outstanding poem, my friend.
I read Barry this poem. He
I read Barry this poem. He said *nice*...
Nice.
Hi Anna,
Hoping you and Barry are both doing well,
it has been a while, so good to hear from the
two of you.
Hello Richard,
I also think this poem is astounding. It's short and sweet yet full of potent images and literary devices. I agree with Rula's suggestion about "wind" being a tad too harsh and that's literally the only thing I could come up with for a suggestion. The title drew me in and the way you connected it to the poem with the last line really resonates with me. It reminds me of synesthesia, but the poem is definitely talking about something much more than a condition of the brain intertwining the senses. Very cool, excellent write!
Hi swamp,
Thanks for the great review and welcome to the site,
I may just use Rula's word, haven't decided yet.
thanks again,
Richard
Hi Richard
I think this might well be the best of your poems which I've read. Although it's very brief it leaves no ambiguity as to what you want to convey. But to keep you from having to buy new hats from swollen head lol, I'll see if I can suggest Something hmmmm.........hmmmm....... Got something but it's pretty lame : try putting a line space between lines 3 and 4. Told ya it was lame lol. Excellent poem...............stan
Lol,
Not to worry, the dog ate my ego some years back,
left me with this humble pen that only writes when it
wants to ...
not such a lame suggestion, reads smoother out loud
that way.
Just a little edit to improve immensely...
Her voice was a honeysuckle wind.
I remember (blushing from ) the immediate addiction, ( can one blush froman addiction that is immediate)
knowing how short our time might be
but we woke up (today) (and we were) old. ( when else do you physically wake up ? yesterday ?) two and's etc
she said "Good morning"
and I (heard) the fresh smell of spring. ( this doesn't work at all , it's sensual contradiction is hammy.
Try something else other than heard. Why not stick to the expected?
Jimm
Hi Jimm,
Your critique is more than appreciated.
"can one blush from an addiction that is
immediate" ... Yes. I could have elected to
spell it all out for the reader, say how embarrassed
I was for showing how much I wanted or needed the
sense twisting attention from a woman I considered
to be way out of my league, but I chose to shorten it
up a bit. I thought it pretty much covered it, you didn't?
Absolutely agree with some changes needed, the
"today" is unneeded and at least one "and" could be
eliminated, what is the etc?
The last line was abstract, meant to enhance the
meaning of the title and show or attempt to show
how the "twisted senses" are still going on. Not sure
what you mean by "hammy", could you elaborate?
and what would the "expected" be?
Thank you again, I believe we should have a reason
for each and every word.
Richard
My take:
My take:
Her voice was honeysuckle wind.
I remember blushing its immediate addiction,
knowing how short our time might be;
when we woke up old,
she said "Good morning"
and I heard the fresh smell of Spring.
.
Love ya.
Hello ,Richard
Enjoyed your poem it nice to remember or feel of the love one ,i don't really have experience to critic of the poem but like the whole poem.
My best regards
Hi,
Well thank you for the visit and
the comment ... it is much appreciated.
Hi Richard
It is my good luck that this poem came back into stream, which I had missed out. In such a short verse you have provided a refreshing experience about the essence of love...
Regards,
Hi raj
Thank you for reading and leaving
your encouraging words.
Richard
Short, sweet and yet a wonderful tribute. Love it.
Alid
Hiya Alid,
So much appreciate the visit and
the comment ... one I'd forgotten
about, thanks bunches !!!
Yep, good revisions
This is what Neopoet is about.
Hey,
I took some of Pringle's advise,
I think it definitely improved the
flow.
wind
it is most fitting
its atmosphere to the
poem and it Is the atmosphere
movement..alive!
refreshing!
excellent poem
Like the whole
Rip Van Winkle approach
thank U!
Mr Wolf!
Mr Wolf,
You are a treasure!!!
Twisted Senses
very good
Hello ...
Thank you for reading and commenting,
it is truly appreciated.
Ahwn
Just how I like it...sweet and succinct