Alliums Cloud My Heart

Wow...knowing that my African "Alliums" just fluttered to the ground, softly wavinging goodby until next year...this poem has me scratching mine dome Sir, and not from the threat of lice ,lol, yet why the "Alliums" have caused you great sadness ? I have theories my friend, yet who am I to deter another reader from your (write-ful) plot ! Great write Mr. Goff ! james

I like those flowers but they smell like onion..I guess that they make the clouds cry..Great idea and presentaion of that idea..Sara

You words light the day Jim.So much said in so little,the beauty of these short-form.Rgds Brian

wow,, love the concept behind the whole crying ordeal, enjoyed your poem,..p..d

Giving you what you deserve. still trying to get use to navigating my way around this site.

Unique, understandable. Very nice.

Sad and beautiful poem, Jimbo...The onions associated with crying...wow! I actually went on the internet to find out what 'Alliums' are and now I know...this one will go to my favorites for sure, my friend! - Tim

Hey James, read, "Look Past It To Tomorrow". Written a few moments ago just for you. Hope you feel better, my friend. Peace and love, Audrey

Whatever it is, Jamsey, though it may be overwhelming, look past it to tomorrow, my friend. Peace, love and blessings, Audrery By the way, love this Lanterne.

This is multi-layered in meaning...in feeling, just as an onion :) Well done! ~ Carrie

There is a message in such few words. .hope to feel the smile again . .how ru?nice day Jimbo.

WOW! It's a "blue" fad. I like the sense of this one, Jim - very perceptive, very multi-sensual. Love, daver