Canadian Lovers

O lord, this is hot! Anyone we know...um warming you? Wicked smile. Loved every word except *intertwined*... it absolutely grates me when I see it in a poem.It's such a clumsy word. Entwined is so much easier on the tongue and ear. L & L, Anna "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha

O lord, this is hot! Anyone we know...um warming you? Wicked smile. Loved every word except *intertwined*... it absolutely grates me when I see it in a poem.It's such a clumsy word. Entwined is so much easier on the tongue and ear. L & L, Anna "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha

So hot and sexy, you've melted the snow! Exquisite rhyming my friend. I like 'intertwines' btw. regards, HS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "With all that I am and all that I could be, I walk this earth and yet nobody sees me".

I love the rhythm. And there's some really striking images in there too. Is the warrior linked with the lovers? That was the only bit I wasn't sure about.

All the snow has melted, and you can blame it on the heat between these two lovers, a little sensual light erotica to melt even the coldest of hearts. Lol. All written so well to boot. Love to you and yours, Lyz. XX

a fantastic write Lonnie not just because of it being canadian but of a north we know of "Ice is born in a pail" scintalating line breathtaking and wonderful my freind Thank You

And congrats on spotlight. Hot stuff my friend. Respectfully, Rett: "You can fool some of the people all of the time, all of the people some of the time, but you can't fool all the people all the time" Abraham Lincoln..Now, if our government would really learn that.

This I really enjoyed, poetry at its best, conveying images to a jaded palate of wonderful times gone by. Well done sir! Kindest Regards Ian T

So warm and sizzling that even the Snow Queen herself would melt my dear friend ... Lonnie congratulations on spotlight I am just sorry I got here late ... love and hugs to you both Jayne x x x

Sometimes different is good. Beautiful metaphor in this one.Now then you really are outdoing me. You need to write something terrible so I can take it apart, Gee I know of someone else that I keep saying this to as well lol RETT Always Chrys

my mouth held open towards the sky fallen snowflakes are on the verge of becoming a full drink......loves -diatom shells

It was a privilege to comment on your poem. It is very good and deserves the rap. Loved it, Lyz. XX

This is particular and good, I know the sounds, the feelings of frosty cold, the swirl of the flakes of snow, and that feeling too, of being, warmly under ones downy of goose feathers, but furs would do too! And do they did here! A good subject of contrast and a good poem except for the things that I mention below. "even more stronger than yesterday" ......I can't take this! Even more stronger! Even stronger than yesterday? caressing one 'R'. Yours Ann of Norway

A great write. What beautiful uses of metaphors - what a vivid picturization. An enchanting poem to read. I have recently been to Calgary, Canada to attend a Seminar on celeberated poet Josh Malihabadi organised by Josh Literary Society of Canada. My book Rubai'yat of Josh Malihabadi -A Drop and the Ocean received Acclamation at the Seminar. Your poem paints a true picture of Canadian winter. But the flame of love would melt many frozen winters. -Mohammad

a long overdue review... i was completely captivated by this write. your rhyme and meter just go hand in hand...they help propel this along as a read...but what i really like about it, is the weaving of nature into the fabric of love/passion/emotion. for my money, the use of nature, and/or colour in writes, only servea to enhance a write...they just lend themselves to natural descriptors and metaphors. i think this write is so expressive, intimate, sensual, and lyrical. you've taken some usual, everday words, and arranged them in such a poetic way... i'm impressed by all words displayed here...but i admit to an extra fondness for the second stanza... French whispers, heavy with intent, make a candle’s flame bend low a fiery warrior slaying wax like Springtime sun slays Winter’s snow i wish i had written those words.

the rhythm of the poem is sustained through out. the rhyme is perfect. the opening stanza is what i admire. Frosted trees with white limbs drooping shiver in an Arctic gale scraping against stoic log walls as ice is born in a water pail