Callings
Past voices calling19 total reviews
Comment from Joseph W. Sestrich
"The promise of life everlasting when I reach that distant shore". Ah, my friend, it seems the "distant shore" is closer now than ever before. The truth of layered years cannot be denied. I am amazed how much reflection kicks into our thoughts. We look at past paths we've taken and wonder if they have indeed earned us the worthiness of THE "promise". I too hear the "sweet voices" beyond life, and realize their is a "promise I must keep" to faithfully tend the garden whose, "Seeds of the future I am sowing". You and I have had a lifetime to learn what really matters most. Now, as we gaze upon what the future has in store for us there is a growing anticipation sprinkled with questions that will only be answered at our time of deaths transformation. When my friend, the "bells ring" for you, I have faith they will guide you to "a gift that soothes my (your) soul.
I will again tell you how much I welcome reading your poetry. It seems to really hit the nail on the head so to speak. I don't believe you have to worry about those "Shadowy figures" "walking those dark, misty paths". Your words and deeds now display that "The spirit and I are one".
Words to a song come to mind; "Don't worry, be happy". There is much when looking back on a lifetime to rejoice. This poem of yours allow us to see a part of your salvation journey. In the long run it is the end which matters most, for it is yet our next beginning.
Warm thoughts from me to you,
joe
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2017
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"The promise of life everlasting when I reach that distant shore". Ah, my friend, it seems the "distant shore" is closer now than ever before. The truth of layered years cannot be denied. I am amazed how much reflection kicks into our thoughts. We look at past paths we've taken and wonder if they have indeed earned us the worthiness of THE "promise". I too hear the "sweet voices" beyond life, and realize their is a "promise I must keep" to faithfully tend the garden whose, "Seeds of the future I am sowing". You and I have had a lifetime to learn what really matters most. Now, as we gaze upon what the future has in store for us there is a growing anticipation sprinkled with questions that will only be answered at our time of deaths transformation. When my friend, the "bells ring" for you, I have faith they will guide you to "a gift that soothes my (your) soul.
I will again tell you how much I welcome reading your poetry. It seems to really hit the nail on the head so to speak. I don't believe you have to worry about those "Shadowy figures" "walking those dark, misty paths". Your words and deeds now display that "The spirit and I are one".
Words to a song come to mind; "Don't worry, be happy". There is much when looking back on a lifetime to rejoice. This poem of yours allow us to see a part of your salvation journey. In the long run it is the end which matters most, for it is yet our next beginning.
Warm thoughts from me to you,
joe
Comment Written 12-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2017
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Thank you again, Joseph, your words are valm to a tortured soul. So much is realized this close to the end, but perhaps some of it can be salvaged as we write out our lives in short passages that rhyme with reason.
Cal-
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Amen to all you have shared with me here, and in all the other written communications you have granted me as well. It is so wonderful that you and I have had the opportunity to connect.
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written poem. Yes, we do dream of our loved ones and hear them calling from time to time. Their smile engraved in our minds.
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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A very well-written poem. Yes, we do dream of our loved ones and hear them calling from time to time. Their smile engraved in our minds.
Comment Written 07-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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Thank you for reading, your encouraging review, and all the stars!
irish
Comment from Dolly'sPoems
A ghostly story of spirits in our dreams of those who have departed and greatly missed, sweet voices we long to hear, lovely rhymes, love Dolly x
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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A ghostly story of spirits in our dreams of those who have departed and greatly missed, sweet voices we long to hear, lovely rhymes, love Dolly x
Comment Written 07-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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Well Hello, Dolly!
Thank you for reading, your encouraging review, and all the stars! I will stop by and say hello
irish
Comment from estory
This poem has a nice soft music to it, a resigned voice, a character resolved to accept old age, and struggle through it to the sublime, to heaven. The rhymes are nice and soft, and that closing stanza was great. nice contrasts between youth and age, the inability to bridge that gap of understanding between them. And then at the end, youseem to go that extra mile estory
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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This poem has a nice soft music to it, a resigned voice, a character resolved to accept old age, and struggle through it to the sublime, to heaven. The rhymes are nice and soft, and that closing stanza was great. nice contrasts between youth and age, the inability to bridge that gap of understanding between them. And then at the end, youseem to go that extra mile estory
Comment Written 07-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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Thank you so much for taking the time to read in depth and understand the emotions I was trying to express. I appreciate your encouraging comments. I cam tell you have also suffered some losses. Thank you for all those stars!
irish
Comment from IndianaIrish
I can't tell you how thrilled I am to read you again, Irish. I'm so glad you found some time in your jam-packed days to write this moving, emotional poem. Your words touched me heart for sure. Powerful words for those of us who dream and see and hear the voices of those we loved here and look forward of meeting once again. I do believe those who still have places in our hearts visit us in sleep. I hear my name being called often, and know immediately who it is. Hearing the voice call me brings me comfort, happiness, and loved. Your poem is wonderful, Irish, and love the line that you are busy sowing those seeds for the future. I think you're one hell of a planter.
Hope you get more time to share your writing...you're always a joy to read.
Smiles,
Sassy :-)
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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I can't tell you how thrilled I am to read you again, Irish. I'm so glad you found some time in your jam-packed days to write this moving, emotional poem. Your words touched me heart for sure. Powerful words for those of us who dream and see and hear the voices of those we loved here and look forward of meeting once again. I do believe those who still have places in our hearts visit us in sleep. I hear my name being called often, and know immediately who it is. Hearing the voice call me brings me comfort, happiness, and loved. Your poem is wonderful, Irish, and love the line that you are busy sowing those seeds for the future. I think you're one hell of a planter.
Hope you get more time to share your writing...you're always a joy to read.
Smiles,
Sassy :-)
Comment Written 06-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 09-Feb-2017
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Wow, thank you again! Know I responded, but I am so gratified and encouraged to read your review again, and those stars! My Mom, Dad, and my brother and sister, I hear and recognize their voices. Will try to post some of my meanderings.
irish
Comment from William Ross
very nice, good rhyming with a good rhythm, reads and flows well. Who is to say the message they are trying to get across. Thanks for the share and have a great day
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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very nice, good rhyming with a good rhythm, reads and flows well. Who is to say the message they are trying to get across. Thanks for the share and have a great day
Comment Written 06-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Hi Will, thank you for the stars, and your insight into the sentiment I was trying to express.
Cheers, irish
Comment from robyn corum
Sweet voices, I must deny you,
but only for a short while.
Soon, the bells will ring for me,
When I finish that last, long mile.
IAM,
This is a sweet and sentimental poem about losing and loving and waiting. *smile* I really enjoyed it. Especially the lines highlighted above. Thanks for sharing!
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Sweet voices, I must deny you,
but only for a short while.
Soon, the bells will ring for me,
When I finish that last, long mile.
IAM,
This is a sweet and sentimental poem about losing and loving and waiting. *smile* I really enjoyed it. Especially the lines highlighted above. Thanks for sharing!
Comment Written 06-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Hi Robyn, so good to hear from you! Thanks for the stars, the quote, and mostly your perception and understanding of the sentiment I tried to express.
Cheers, irish
Comment from dragonpoet
Nice simple abcb rhyming in these quatrains tell the story of a man who knows who he is and what he is meant to do. He knows it is not his time yet and will not let others in reality and in dreams alter his course.
Keep writing
dragonpoet
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Nice simple abcb rhyming in these quatrains tell the story of a man who knows who he is and what he is meant to do. He knows it is not his time yet and will not let others in reality and in dreams alter his course.
Keep writing
dragonpoet
Comment Written 06-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Thank you for reading, the stars, and your insight! You have a good perception of what I was trying to express!
irish
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You're welcome. Happy to gave gotten your meaning.
dp
Comment from Badger_29
Touching, meaningful, and haunting on so many levels. The first thing I thought of, is the song that I wrote IN the short story,
"A Christmas Paradox" titled
"The Distant Shore"
Then I think of Frost's "The WoodsP, and see the metephor for the desireability ad finality of death, coupled with the juxtaposition of the need and desire to accomplish all that we are meant to accomplish,/in a physical, mentals, and spiritual sense.
Then a smooth finish with
The last mile, kind of like a two-minute warning, knowwing that you are so close, and yet . . . . .
So seemingly far?
A wonderful,/illuminating, timely, and timeless read.
Blessings and Godspeed,
Brother Badger ~
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Touching, meaningful, and haunting on so many levels. The first thing I thought of, is the song that I wrote IN the short story,
"A Christmas Paradox" titled
"The Distant Shore"
Then I think of Frost's "The WoodsP, and see the metephor for the desireability ad finality of death, coupled with the juxtaposition of the need and desire to accomplish all that we are meant to accomplish,/in a physical, mentals, and spiritual sense.
Then a smooth finish with
The last mile, kind of like a two-minute warning, knowwing that you are so close, and yet . . . . .
So seemingly far?
A wonderful,/illuminating, timely, and timeless read.
Blessings and Godspeed,
Brother Badger ~
Comment Written 06-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Thank you for reading, and the galaxy of stars. Knew you would understand this little work because of yours and my losses.
irish
Comment from c_lucas
Depending on the strength of the bond, you may see them in your dreams. This is very well written with a smooth flow of words, making for a very good read.
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Depending on the strength of the bond, you may see them in your dreams. This is very well written with a smooth flow of words, making for a very good read.
Comment Written 05-Feb-2017
reply by the author on 06-Feb-2017
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Thank you Charlie, long time since I posted, too many things in life interfering. Had to get this out before I lost it.
irish
