Sounds like a bit more than ‘romantic’…😜

Oh! This is very good, Brenda.

I drift, happily, into the dripping honey spaces unafraid of the liquids,preexisting and resulting.
Thanks for the respite. ❣💞💦💞

hello dearest HJ I truly appreciate the lovely comment thank you 💕

Powerful. You paint this scene well.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Such amazing imagery my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hauntingly gorgeous. Your emotions ripen through the act and feeling of love into a rose blossoming of desire and passion. I enjoyed this thoroughly. You have the gift of putting passion into a poem of great resonance and deeply seductive all entwined. This is great poetry. And I loved reading this tonight.

John

Crimsin, everything you write is so deep. This is painfully beautiful.
Remember, “For His anger endureth but a moment, but Joy cometh in the morning”
You are loved.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Brenda, you have a gift of taking even your suffering and making great art. This speaks to me of a soul hurting but also a talent that is unmistakably the source of true art. You are more than worthy to God I am sure. And not a selfish person.

John

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Outstanding my friend. You take passion and love for this one person and enshrine it into a poem as divine as it is beautiful.

John

very beautifully written dearest poet 💕

Tremendous work. Powerful.

Powerfully penned, Neville. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Splinters of glass when they catch the light, have their own unique splendour. A fraction of the whole and yet they too shine. They too are of value. Stained glass windows are magnifique, as is this poem Neville.

Chris

Not easy navigating a new site, taking it slowly, but WC is virtually on life support Neville. Couldn’t access it for weeks. All good wishes to you and yours.

Chris

Nice

Like the innocence of it

Well I’m no ornithologist, but I think I’m usually woken up by pigeons. I doubt that’s quite as nice as being woken by doves but it still has its charms. This was so simple but really helped create the scene.

There’s both humiliy and happiness in these gentle words. Many thanks for sharing your skill, sir.

Must learn to spell, forgive, please.

HumiliTy

I had two nests of mourning doves outside my bedroom window twice in one year. To hear that cooing they do, is absolutely one of the most melodious sounds I have ever heard. It was so wonderful to watch them gather material for their little home in a trellis. I was fortunate to get some really good shots of both parents and babies close up, without a flinch of movement. They beautiful birds, so underrated. I have the photos posted at the WC on my profile page if you’d like to see them! Much enjoyed the read, and seeing you here, Nev. Take care!

How cool was that .. Bless you Kelly .. Neville