by Christine Alwin
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Inspired by a push from John Flanagan
.....actually, a polite suggestion~
Cottonwood tree lean on me,
as I shed my troubles away,
dabbling toes in a spring brook,
wind whistling beneath my wings
Little bird come play with me,
hide and seek in cherry blossoms,
sneak warm honey from busy bees,
indulge amongst the pussy willows
Strip me naked in core of woods,
completely, rock bares the weight,
light as a feather, I could fly,
nap upon a white linen cloud
Wise old owl tapped my shoulder,
it is dark, you better get home,
so back into my skin I did crawl,
till nature comes calling tomorrow
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|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|Christine, to the core of the emotion you ran with concepts fresh as you abandoned the baggage of mundane preconceptions we all carry, "strip me naked in core of woods" - this is fine poetry and I'm glad you shared it for our enjoyment - I wish you love and peace my dear friend - Jon Michael|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Your kinship and closeness with nature shine through your verses here, Christine. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
|Pristine in nature's beauty in
your finest poetry bestowing of tomorrow.
Lovely art flowing into your verses Christine.
"John, you are an inspiration in joyful heart."
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen
|the flute of Pan does call...
well done, christine.
|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|EVERY DAY...NATURE IS RENEWED AND WAITS...FOR US TO PARTAKE OF ITS MIRACULOUS REFRESHING. WELL DONE, CHRISTINE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|serenity now. This is softly alluring and a pleasure to read!|
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Empathic are you? The beauty of transforming into something light and beautiful is astounding in the glory of those wings and within the edges of a breeze.
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
Divine words in a cosy dream like state.
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|This is awesome, Christine!!!
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Quite a lesson in the birds and the bees. Makes you more than a free-spirited poet. Makes you a nature girl. Love it.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Kudos to John and to You, Nature Girl.|
|Reviewed by Douglas Bentley
|I hear the whippoorwill sing
He calls to his mate
But the hawk drives down
And digs his claws in
But all he manages to get is his torn up skin
And a few feathers plucked
Some birds have all the luck.
|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|~Love, love, love your painting
of words so worthy of nature
and You, *Dear Christine* plus
our gentle *John* for the nudge~
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Oh to be a chameleon watching nature's magic unfold!
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|thank you, Christine, for the mention,
most generous of you;
i didn't expect this, not sure what i expected
really but this is far beyond anything
i thought you might write and i love every line of it
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
wondeful play on imagery and words.
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|Wow, Christine this is absolutely splendid, as it sure does make the reader feel like their right there as you described it wonderfully as always my friend Outstanding Poetry!!! Laura
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Christine, I love everything about this poem. The image you chose, the lyrical feel, your visual pictures you draw in this reader's mind, very, very well done!!!
thanks John for giving Christine the inspiration for this poem!!!
Peace, love and light,
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|Delightful, whimsical and 'light as air' piece...and so beautifully written.
I saw it, felt it, and caught the lingering scent of cherry blossom...
One for my library! :)
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Be careful, Christine, John is world known for getting young ladies in trouble, beware!
You had a wonderful play on words within the boundaries of this flighty and spring-like poem. I really liked the whimsical nature you promoted. Maybe John steered you in the right direction after all.