Reading this, I thought of the pulse of an olive whispering to the pimento.

Your words are so enticing and enchanting. This splays me into a midnight forest walk and feeling the breath of moonlight as tattoo. Exquisite.

I absolutely love the image of “feeling the breath of moonlight as a tattoo.” That’s such a striking, exquisite way to describe that feeling of deep connection. Thank you, Rob. I appreciate your thoughts.

Beautifully done, Romaj. Each line sings and comes to life through the images you describe.

Favorite line
Ferns unfurled like emerald flames,

Beautifully penned, Roma. Excellent write my friend, with such colorful imagery. You know how to paint a picture with your words. Appreciate you.

Damian

I love reading poems like this. Full of vivid color and storytelling. I’m a huge fan of anime. The good stuff.
I love how it plays with your mind and brings dream alive. Truly enjoyed the read:)

Such marvelous detail in your wording & delivery. Nicely said.

The haunting memories of rain falling on a hot tin roof at twilight is a thought to explore. Fantastic!

Adagio, Thank you so much! I love that image too – rain on a hot tin roof has such a haunting, nostalgic sound to it. I’m glad it resonated with you!

And so, there I was, waking sleepily into the weekend, burning croissants and telling my drug neighbour to turn her music down. And I merely flicked and kicked the internet, turning dark cyber skies to sky blue. Posted a tatty scribble which had straddled my night, and…and…in my apathetic Saturday encountered these words of such beauty & depth. Your partner is such a lucky person to wake next to such an alphabet. May every Sunday of your life be sensual and filled with flower blooms. Poetess, this Welshman salutes you!

Hoi hoi Chère R.,
Hope this finds you well?!

There’s, I believe, urgent sensual longing and the gentle, floating kind.
And now that I typed this, I believe I read somewhere (your intro?) that you try to re-envision your dreams?

If this is your intention, I honestly believe that you’ve made a stellar performance with this one.
I’ll be back tomorrow to read it all over again. For another eye full of beauty.
I’m eager to read more of your writes!
Have a beautiful weekend!
Kind regards, Gus

Beautifully penned, Roma. Into the book it belongs! Love the imagery and wordplay my friend. This write has depth and layers, excellent work. Appreciate you.

Damian

I really appreciate you taking the time to read this. Hearing that the imagery and layers/depth came through is exactly what I hoped for -thank you for that excellent feedback. I appreciate you, friend!

This is very good. The “biology” of the pic you chose to head this is also noted… I do not know if you’re male or female, but the imagery of a “peaceful” man entering the haven of the tree’s sacred spot, surrounded by random um, orbs (not!) leads the reader towards the explanation within the poem. Thus the poem is gentle but definite.
Your writing ability is top notch. The result is a very well done poem. You’ve a great talent at writing.

Tremendous work. Powerful.

Your poetry always caresses the senses with a surrealistic hug. Nice one. 🙂

Oh, this is good!

Blimey Roma, I lie less than a mile from the sea and yet these words resonate louder than the incoming midnight tide. You are a mistress of the moon and sea – always leave that mahogany door open.

Beautifully penned, Roma. Your imagery is so precise it immediately grabs my attention. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

‘Then I awoke,
carrying the weight of water,
of memory,
of starlight,

bridging the world of the living
with the world I had entered.’

Your words have a sadness from core to display; I had to read them three times because at the first try I sighed, had to catch my breath; tragedy seemed to come from somewhere far, far out of reach. Such emotional words, could be real, true.

Hi emmagreen. Thank you so much for such a thoughtful response. 🌙 Your words mean a lot…I wrote this piece with that very sense of distance and weight in mind, like grief and memory carried from another realm. I’m touched it resonated with you.