Comments : Nature of the Blues

  • 12 years ago

    by Ms Happiness

    I trully love this poem:)
    Great work as ussual:) 5/5 from ms

  • 12 years ago

    by Lioness

    It is great when you can stand in the rain isn't it? I love the feeling of the rain washing over me. The idea that they are like crystal tears is brilliant. For me it's like when I stand in the rain it is a good time to cry because no one would be able to tell.

    A lovey beautiful poem!!! :) Brilliant

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I agree with Liz (Lioness), but I don't like the rain much, except when I need to cry.
    I think this was really beaautifully worded, it felt sad but pretty, if that makes sense

    love xxx

  • 12 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    You're truly a nature lover. This poem radiates with words that flows freely like the early morning puff of breeze. I so much like how you match-make your words to produce spell-binding images. A very HUGE thank youuu for sharing poems embellish with the beauty of natue. You inspire me, this poem is revitalising to me. SPLENDID!

  • 12 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    Beautiful images, a wonderfully sad poem with great flow.
    It caught the readers attention from the first and allowed the painting in words to become alive and vibrant..awesome

  • 12 years ago

    by Bridges

    I admire this poem!! Wow, it's so powerful. The words flow gracefully. Your work never fails to leave me pondering. This piece gave me chills Haha I love this stanza by the way;

    Raindrops are crystal tears
    cleansing a heartache
    that sings like a sad song
    within a steel guitar crescendo.

    <3

    Beautiful & Sad

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    Andrea, this is beautiful. The blues I could hear are amazing... I love all those notes oozing from each line, and the way you build this poem to match a story's structure is perfect. It even looks like a movie shot.
    PERFECT.

  • 12 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    I loved how you have analogize musical instruments, it actually makes the read flow like a song.

    //Play me a sad song mother nature
    this ole sapling wishes to grow
    on stage with a seventeen piece band
    strumming my sorrow with the best of them.

    // loved these lines the most. specially strumming my sorrow part. That's very cleverly written.

    There's so much beauty in you words, there's a longing, a desire and shades of sorrow and joy ... beautiful write.