Poetry of the sky

Not quite Darya, not quite ;-) Love. ~A

"And my eyes turned to the color gold reflecting the jewels inside" - very nice line. I really liked this one, Darya. I hope you're able to recapture the moment sooner than thousands of years from now. They are far and few between, though, I'll give ya that. Each one is cherished - and should be celebrated on a page, just like this one. ~Jess ---------------------------------------------------- "Just 'cause you have one, doesn't mean you need to be one....."

"before I knew it?" Otherwise I enjoyed this. Sincerely, Mark

Hello Darya..a beautiful immagination...wonderfully created..very impressive. Rahbar.

Excellent write. Respectfully, Rett: "Life is like a beach. Salty, gritty, somewhat fishy and at other times, downright crabby!" Rett 2008.

by a 5,268,526,234:1 (stastical fact). Yes, grieve, but don't despair. I have had many such poems cheers, Jess

That sudden moment that poets speak of, the Norwegian I enjoy, perhaps, most is Hans Borli, but he writes about the moment that he glimpsed the northern star though the wings of a crane in the twilight, he says that this moment is worth more than the thousand other memories in his life, or that's the gist of it. I think if you seize the moment and try to remember how you felt then it might come again and blossom into another poem. But I like this one and its strange atmosphere it makes one read and reread it. Yours Ann of Norway