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A Midnight's Trail

Your poetry talks to me in the moody night a voice of indigo telling me secrets of pain and love while Luna licks my ear with impatience for my excitement, I begin to walk faster, like a wolf on a scent, your red scent, following shadows into sounds of howling winter seeking just one more whisper from your passion one more paw print in the hard snow of destiny, will I ever find your lair of love in the cold night I swear that I can see the copper glow of your eyes - J.A.B.

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Eileen Manassian

Date: 2/13/2016 5:02:00 PM

Lovely, Justin. Your magic is there...as ever. Popped by to wish you happy valentine's day. Hope you are happy and well.

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/14/2016 1:06:00 AM

The magic is there because the love is alive...your beauty makes me happy Eileen. Happy Valentine's Day Beloved Poetess...J.A.B.

Timothy Hicks

Date: 2/13/2016 1:37:00 AM

There's anticipation in every line ... something is about to happen, but we're not sure what (except with the reasonable assumption it's something pleasant and worthwhile) You've encapsulated all the senses into the image of a prowling wolf - what a way to perceive poetry. I enjoyed the unusual tone to this.

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/13/2016 3:00:00 PM

The instincts of love hunger are peaking in this heart's hunt. Thank you very much for your respectful and insightful comments on my work Timothy. You clearly have a soul that desires to understand the nature of things, no passion is more rewarding my friend...J.A.B.

Royal Ninja

Date: 2/7/2016 5:44:00 PM

This has such a mystic feel to it, very much drawn in.. i hope you find your way to the lair of love keep seeking never give up .. Royal T.

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/8/2016 1:40:00 AM

There is a quest in my heart that only extreme love can satisfy, this be the mysticism that guides me...you have the rare beauty of your Mother, I suspect that you also have her fierce strength as well, thank you for your encouragement Royal...Justin

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/6/2016 6:23:00 PM

A midnight, trail. I feel justice was found. Justin, Love the line, lair of love in the cold night. This reads like a well-captured mood, the color is perfect. You've composed another aspiring write, I felt the passion come to live. Thank you for sharing your Quill and surreal imagination in the most consequential way. Always ~LINDA~

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/6/2016 8:33:00 PM

A glow of hope that glimmers in the desperate heart, following a fundamental need my Sphinx. It pleases me very much that you recognize the mood and color of this nocturnal heartbeat. Justice belongs to love Linda...J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 2/5/2016 7:53:00 PM

The intensity of love, passion, essence and the personified surroundings of the night makes this poem all the more magical to read, Justin. The mysterious red scent and the glowing eyes was an awesome touch (: You know it's good when it speaks to the reader. Excellent verse dear. The hunt is part of the thrill! Always, Laura

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/6/2016 1:43:00 AM

Irresistible love maks us not only pursue the heat of the one we love, it also forces us to hunt wildly into our own essence my playful Poetess...the red scent of love is a fierce fragrance woman...J.A.B.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 2/3/2016 11:41:00 AM

definitely an image-laden piece filled with deep affection, justin.. the last line caps this verse wonderfully... huggs

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/3/2016 6:19:00 PM

The spirit of this poem's ardent, desperate pursuit in the late night of love's winter, remorseless in tempt and exertion heats through the clear imagery as you so beautifully see Poetess. Your visit, and the analysis of your sensitive genius brings me tremendous joy Nette...J.A.B.

Sandra Adams

Date: 2/3/2016 3:37:00 AM

good poetry should always speak to the reader and this one does just that, i really like this one, glad i stopped by...wonderful write!

Justin Bordner
Date: 2/3/2016 6:09:00 PM

Inescaple desire always leads the heart to love Sandra, a pursuit through mystery and pain to grasp the sweetest pleasure Poetess...J.A.B.