can't you see the moon, feel the heron touching you?

I will comment tomorrow lol ;)... you are the drum beat we all follow love and biggest hugs Jayne x x x

everything turning onto itself the roundness of the cycle ending with beginnings life from the fire renewed I love where your mind goes Anna, you are an inspiration to many here but have been quite the source for me at times... your title drew me in so easily, I have a natural flowing creek that runs through the bottom land of my property, it is viewable from my front window, last week, there were six deer prancing in the water, there are always small fish swimming in it, frogs, crawdads... but yesterday a blue heron landed there, and began walking and dipping into the water for a snack... it was wonderful for me to watch, a majestic bird... thanks for posting this and letting me share my little moment with you! Richard

Nice clever work, my friend. Beautifully written. Konstantin.

Sorry, it's impossible for me to write it as there are 5 letters in this word, and I prefer writing rhymes 'aabbcc' or 'ababcdcd', though I sometimes write limericks too. Konstantin.

hi there this reminds me of an old write of mine ," through the circle of light walk through the white where beginning meets end in one continueous bend " and round and round we go , an enjoyable read ,,,zigs

unfortunatly missiles of mans stupidity are round also.But in any shape not fit for kids to play with.I wait the new world order that dosen't seem to be far off at this point.But lets not worry only flakes believe in armeggedon. You are a visionary poet K.Isent it a lonely place? But not here my dear girl. Here you are among your children. When man can control his selfish impulses and rise up to embody the principals of love.Then he will live in the utopia you envision. The only other possibility is extinction.I bow.Love Barry......o

Dear Kailashana there is a great play of lightness and weight to your words. Much wisdom within robes of great beauty. I haven't watched the decalogue myself in over ten years, my copy is still in the vhs cassette format. I'll probably watch it again soon. Some of the music from those films is so lovely. Thankyou for sending me your little anecdote of your trip to first see the film it made me smile. Love Dalton.

Well danged i be. first and second place in spotlight. Should anyone be surprised? Where did I put the damn trumpet. Congrats. spellbinder.Barry L.K.

Well danged i be. first and second place in spotlight. Should anyone be surprised? Where did I put the damn trumpet. Congrats. spellbinder.Barry L.K.

it is so hard to be profound without being trite always, Aeron

All I can say is that this is brilliant and you have a very wise mind. You write about things that make us work our idle minds, let us see and hear things we may never have thought of before, you put feelings in and we then feel, look, I just think this is a grand intelligent write. Sorry, my opinion. Well done. Lyz. XX

which experience gives us, is a lantern on the stern, which shines only on the ways behind" Samuel Coleridge Such as this is reflected in your poem. "walking on fire, burned in the aftermath" are my favourite lines. Well done on the Spotlight! Boni ps. Have to contest - that my palm is square! lol

"We cross our bridges as we come to them, burn them behind us, and all we have to show for our progress is the memory of the smell of smoke and the presumption that once our eyes watered" - Tom Stoppard always, Aeron

I do like this poem very much. I particularly love this set of lines: "and we tear down the old ways with our hands, screaming with birth cries that bring down walls between us that we may see the roundness of our heels" Partly I like it because you have found wonderful and unique metaphors to convey the images, such as seeing "the roundness of our heels". Partly, I like it because of the subject's emphasis upon roundness in living (and cosmic) things - the rasberry, to offer a favourite example. I have a great desire to build studio space out of flax bales, which are rectangular and, of course, held together with a kind of (probably plastic) string. It will make the task many times harder to make round walls from rectangular bales, but that is how I am thinking today. Flax bales sell for $1.50 - $2.00 per bale. So we are talking very inexpensive construction costs, R 50 insulation effect or better, high ceilings and tall doors. Then the curves. Brian