~ Breathing the fresh air~ reminds me why our parents told us to go outside and get some. Never too old to play. ~Sylvianna's poem was so terrific~! Apple didn't fall too far from the tree I guess. If she's this good now... sheesh~! lol
I thought this poem was perfect in every respect until I hit the last stanza, it was so heavy and full, it was just too hard to swallow. :& And -enthusiastic- sounds akward there..too bulky.
Appearantly the apple doesnt fall far from the tree...she writes very well for her age! Of course,her content is a lot more mild than some of your tantric fornication inuendo....but....you both write incredibly well! love and light
I love that stanza, it's so true... This one felt like the approaching autumn evolving into moral harmonic tones leaving the same breathtaking effect as a forest of colored leaves. Sylph, sings to surf; again has that autumn tone to it... but maybe it's just me correlating everything to the chill air outside... I have a certain fondness for the word sashay... my favorite poet used that word alot to characterize a particular girl he liked; and you also use it well Wonderful works, sylvan! As always, thanks for sharing...
I love your awesome descriptiveness and understanding of all things overall. Reminds me of the total opposite of "Jailmate"...