Blue Sky Ruin
A free verse26 total reviews
Comment from barbara.wilkey
Your descriptions in this poem are wonderful. That is where your special poetry talent lies in writing descriptions. Thank you for sharing this peom and your talent with us.
reply by the author on 12-Jul-2024
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Your descriptions in this poem are wonderful. That is where your special poetry talent lies in writing descriptions. Thank you for sharing this peom and your talent with us.
Comment Written 08-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 12-Jul-2024
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Thank you, Barbara! Xo
Comment from Pamusart
Hi, Jessica. I hope you are well.
Is this fiction? Do you really miss your apple tree? I suppose anybody would given the circumstances
This sounds like one of those Midwest tornadoes came to town. We had a few of them when I lived in Indianapolis. They all damaged the house in small ways, but not the roof. Several of our neighbors lost their roofs. Very scary thing.
And the strange thing was there was no warning. You would think there would be a cloud in the sky or something, but there wasn't.
You use beautiful imagery and metaphors throughout. The idea of the wind, taking the shade away from an apple tree is unique, but I'm sure some people in tornado land have gone through that
This is one of the lines that I especially liked
" while I brown
like the leaves
of my pink bleeding hearts,"
I enjoyed reading your poem
Good job. Thank you for sharing.
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2024
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Hi, Jessica. I hope you are well.
Is this fiction? Do you really miss your apple tree? I suppose anybody would given the circumstances
This sounds like one of those Midwest tornadoes came to town. We had a few of them when I lived in Indianapolis. They all damaged the house in small ways, but not the roof. Several of our neighbors lost their roofs. Very scary thing.
And the strange thing was there was no warning. You would think there would be a cloud in the sky or something, but there wasn't.
You use beautiful imagery and metaphors throughout. The idea of the wind, taking the shade away from an apple tree is unique, but I'm sure some people in tornado land have gone through that
This is one of the lines that I especially liked
" while I brown
like the leaves
of my pink bleeding hearts,"
I enjoyed reading your poem
Good job. Thank you for sharing.
Comment Written 08-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2024
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Thank you so much, Pam. This is based on the loss of my tree, while meant to convey a deeper metaphor as well. I appreciate your wonderful review.
Xo
Jess
Comment from GoWiSt
"tortured and teased
by the bullying wind / an arrogant sun." Good personification.
Yes, nature can be physically cruel to us humans while at the same time being nourishing and welcomed by our plant cousins.
reply by the author on 12-Jul-2024
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"tortured and teased
by the bullying wind / an arrogant sun." Good personification.
Yes, nature can be physically cruel to us humans while at the same time being nourishing and welcomed by our plant cousins.
Comment Written 08-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 12-Jul-2024
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Thank you, my friend!
Comment from Sally Law
You've described a summer day just perfectly in your beautifully written and illustrated poem. Where I live, the day can change in an instant and then turn back again. Magnificent offering, my friend.
Sending you my best today as always.
Sal Xoxo's
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2024
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You've described a summer day just perfectly in your beautifully written and illustrated poem. Where I live, the day can change in an instant and then turn back again. Magnificent offering, my friend.
Sending you my best today as always.
Sal Xoxo's
Comment Written 08-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 03-Aug-2024
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Thank you so much, my Sally.
Xo
Jess
Comment from Debbie D'Arcy
What a quite terrifying burst of weather claiming the poor red maple as though it were aiming straight for it, before calming its temper and being replaced by hot, burning sunshine. There is a callousness in the disregard people show for the maple's demise, absorbed as they are in the heat of the 'arrogant sun,' while the narrator herself withers on her knees like the fallen tree. An excellent, evocative free verse which evocatively captures the forces of nature so often in contention. Thank you, Jessica. Take care Debbie xo
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reply by the author on 08-Jul-2024
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What a quite terrifying burst of weather claiming the poor red maple as though it were aiming straight for it, before calming its temper and being replaced by hot, burning sunshine. There is a callousness in the disregard people show for the maple's demise, absorbed as they are in the heat of the 'arrogant sun,' while the narrator herself withers on her knees like the fallen tree. An excellent, evocative free verse which evocatively captures the forces of nature so often in contention. Thank you, Jessica. Take care Debbie xo
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Comment Written 08-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2024
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Thank you, my friend!
Xoxo
Jess
Comment from Mrs. KT
Ah! Jessica!
Superb free verse, and me, without six stars = so deserving.
Perhaps, a bit biased:
huge storm
decapitated maple trees
favorite spring flower
all resonate deeply with me
Favorite stanza:
while I brown
like the leaves
of my pink bleeding hearts,
left to wither
in the bright, sunny
remnants.
(Always so shocking to see how our bleeding hearts do, indeed, wither!)
Thank you for sharing!
Fondly,
diane
Thank you
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reply by the author on 08-Jul-2024
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Ah! Jessica!
Superb free verse, and me, without six stars = so deserving.
Perhaps, a bit biased:
huge storm
decapitated maple trees
favorite spring flower
all resonate deeply with me
Favorite stanza:
while I brown
like the leaves
of my pink bleeding hearts,
left to wither
in the bright, sunny
remnants.
(Always so shocking to see how our bleeding hearts do, indeed, wither!)
Thank you for sharing!
Fondly,
diane
Thank you
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Comment Written 08-Jul-2024
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2024
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diane,
I am delighted to know that you connected with this piece. Thank you so much; I'm truly honored!
Xoxo
Jess