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Bad Manners

What came of you, oh rouging bashful sun Your fiery face belies your youthful enterprise Morning dew illuminates by incandesce spark Was it brash action of the taunting wind that made you color so? Your blushing face now tints the evening sky.

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Ovidiu Bocsa

Date: 12/20/2018 11:07:00 AM

Please excuse my... bad manners, if It happens to trouble your serene silent here. If still connected with this other realm of the soul, indeed your verses are also lived by readers and deep breathed as something from somebody lives in anybody: not only a philosophical Phenomenology of Spirit , but everyday a magic meeting with Beauty of the eyes in the snowflakes of the season. I wish you the best holidays with Jingle Bells, Merry Christmas and Happy New Years! (Background ABBA) .

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 6/11/2017 1:56:00 PM

Very intriguing, conceptual poetry, Mikki. Your use of mixed metaphors is outstanding. Brilliant poetry, lady. Love and joy always.

Ovidiu Bocsa

Date: 12/26/2016 1:48:00 PM

Excuse my bad manners, As I entered the glass like a disallowed caress of a foreign whose look is concerned about life and its mysterious transparency, and its tempting buds troubled by this impossible meeting , beyond the smiling morning and the deep sky of your eyes and embrace your face, which still I hold in my hands: fancy`s fairy.

Bl Devnath

Date: 5/10/2016 12:15:00 PM

Deeply and philosophically done my lovely friend. An analogy with philosophy. Loved always, my lovely friend, bl

Funom Makama

Date: 6/4/2015 10:50:00 AM

Its been a while Mikki,. How have you been? What a marvelous read from a blessed paged built on lines constructed with the lyrics of the skies and words well supported by dynamic foamy clouds. Message well expressed! No doubt an absolute 7##.

Shane Cooper

Date: 2/24/2015 11:38:00 PM

Mikki you have suprized me with this poem. I was not expecting this from the title. And once again, you have captured my mind with your stunning language. to use a colloquialism, "Girl,you rock!" love Shane xxx

Funom Makama

Date: 5/1/2014 2:14:00 PM

Nice piece and a great write Mikki. Its nice visiting this one in particular... Thanks for the share

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 3/17/2013 3:16:00 PM

So luck I am to find one not read. The analogy of a blushing sun is priceless and each line uses such picturesque vocabulary. Wonderful as always dear Mikki, hope all is well with you. Love, Elizabeth

Terry O'Leary

Date: 2/17/2013 3:13:00 AM

Hi Mikki... you haven't been posting for a while... pity... well, anyway, I'm able to look back at your older gems! Nice imagery in this one! Terry (& yes, your interpretaion/understanding of 'I've Got to Go' is correct!)

Debbie Duncan

Date: 2/16/2013 4:45:00 PM

Nice one Michelle " blushing face tints the evening sky,,, Thanks 4 reading "family hair. One of my dark haired sis said mom jump the fence, cause she got a tan so easy. I also told her she was crazy ;}

Sara Kendrick

Date: 11/8/2012 2:32:00 PM

I like this one.. It is so expressive..Great poetic quality work..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Don Johnson

Date: 7/21/2012 8:30:00 PM

ol sun burns bit hot this way ...out in the summer time...could fry an egg on the ground under the cloudless sky...