Word weft nova bright ("Ode" no 3 for O')

As the Americans say with such a loud and wonderful clang. This is poetry, this is good, this is magically rhymed, this is SUCH a tribute, this is awesome. Oh dear Anni of the wild red land we send you the sound of clapping hands, of flapping wings, of bowing trees, of steaming clouds of soft sweet breeze, of ploughed field perfumes horses fine, jangling their tackle ringing their bells, Oh Anni mine what words divine as 'hyllest' to a friend of thine We know the cause and stop to pause his wonder words like wine. Oh blimey! Well done anyway Anni from Ann

Thannk you wonderful poetess five for this work you write so well written from work put into this site honing skill taking critiques like skills the magic is to make it easy I still remember days of taking directions from glue sniffers sitting on the cool shade of the street for the suppers in the churchs someones freind daughter mother father a wasteland in the wreckage of beauty where the ordinary would have sneered and walked away and anyway would not have known what i needed to know maybe the ordinary auto with the man woman teen who ran an arm of an empire we can only muse about in existance and which is fantasty or facts the steak sizzling on the plate in button down and deck shoes the dumpster bagels and donuts still warm from a kind staffer from a donut shop thank you Anni for being a freind and fellow Poet you warm my heart and that is such a lovely charm

Beautiful tribute ... well done Anni ... music is in the words , in every word ... regards Jayne

I am at a loss for words,and anyone who knows me would tell you that this a miracle that you have wrought! You have brought me to a new level of speechlessness. Gee.

It is evident that in the rarest of cases, this poetry site should enable reviewers who find 'elation' to be the only term to describe the magnificance of such a work, the opportunity to parade these writers like statuesque idols on our shoulders through the streets. In the wake of your gentle hand pressed soundly to parchement, you have boldly coerced time and heart beat to stand still. I breathe in your fragrance and the lusterous hue spread so vividly across your canvas only to find I have but a final gasp to remind me of the fleeting rush that only your words are truelly capable of. You leave the best of us on our knees and impotent. PINT

Anni, Wow, my comments cannot touch what you have written here, just a great piece, for a great poet~ I think Ann said it all! _____________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

Your poetry inspires this newby and I'm grateful to find such glory at this site. I'm eager to get to know more about the fine artists here and I'm delighted by this fine poem. Gerry

You sweep me up in morning light - with words so bright, giving no respite! As I said in one of my blogs regarding a work by one of the masters NOW THIS IS POETRY! "You play your words to raw heart beat, your split the ground beneath our feet and drag us to another strata" INDEED! You raise this site to another level! Give this one a perfect 10 THank you Bonita j

He'll be the last to the wall when the revolution comes. And you hereby put yourself in line. It works brilliantly even if one didn't know O. cheers, Jess Forever unwrapping the eternal present.

I like the style you chose... and definitely like the poets, both you and O... well done! Richard

Its been years of working hard at writing and years of people helping me too I didnt get like this overnight so much still raises from the deep but I cannot say I dislike what I am My talent is gleaned from reading all the greats and finding new ones here on Neo Ive been reading since I was read too as a child and then for years aftwerwards I took a typing course Mrs Smith AHSS 1979-1984 so I remember how to write business letters and personal letters Politeness was my mothers one great reward to us or me trying to write something that is going to mean something and stick around and let the person explore climb build and share is hard work too Thanks Blanka too Your work Like Anni's shines Anni just look here you are in ode to many and each one is so different Us poets But you are equally the talent as you write of You can stand next to me anyday anywhere I will call it like it is and you are a fine poet I would even risk it and ask you to my table at Twiggs So there you have it!!!

Truly Glorious! Caught my attention and never let go. Those words and that rhythm may just claw inside my head forever. -Nathaniel

the words of another reader 'beautiful tribute', this poem took me on a journey it is exceptional.

this is so beautiful! I love your rhyme scheme and your flow here. Orgami is indeed someone whose words never fail to draw us all in. My usual nitpickyness prompts me to point out stanza 3, where there is a little jumble of apostrophy usage (devils->devil's, it's->its), and a typo in l.7 (apparitions). Yours, ~Nina

Inspiration, thy name is poet! The medium of poetry is as close as we can come to doing justice to honour our loved ones, our feelings, our cause, our fellow poets. In the immortal words of Farmer Hoggett in *Babe*: "that'll do". :-) Love. Anna "You begin saving the world by saving one person at a time; all else is grandiose romanticism or politics." Charles Bukowski

Chat Noir is more eclectic in Liskeard up north but Twiggs is more into economy flow good coffee all good looking young women coffee from mexico south america got an interior make over etc etc I like it staff still going through growin pains but they are okay mmmm such words you feed my poetic soul dripping with the freshness my muzzle bloodied from lost poems posted elsewhere here I can create like my paintings be weird and wonderful find people who are cool etc why are you special as a poet freind muse you write freakin' amazing little novelettes at times then dips in sadness blueness and those ones that take aim when you are not even focused they are my favourites!!!!!!!!! and vain that I am I find you very beautiful with your red hair and blue eyes swooning comes easy and you are so creative in poems and photos reminds me of art classes I took in high school (because I liked the art classes and I met some cool women artists Helen Kent Petra Timmerman Paula Brandt these ones stand out for me Helen was the quietest sweetest the others were loud brassy daring bold but liked me) Petra was a red head too its all because of Ann Margaret in Tommy for those that want to know!!! anyway you are a fantastic artist and champion of Neo and poets thank you yet again Anni for nurturing my poetic fire

Bleed dark. Those two words astound me. For there are many ways a human can bleed. Beautiful Rhythmic Poem.

the humanity mixing and folding on itself as history of man turns ever quickly One of the interesting things I did do when I read poets stories Either and mostly when they were gone By misfortune of their own doing they were complex creatures sometimes loathed (not all some were keenly acedmenics with good providence to hang onto the stable and produce find works as musicians do too) but some were creative masters through diligence and extremely hard work to the craft I so do remember well the work and hard knocks they took to drive themselves to be published The conditions they went through as children some of them or the way they lived chasing their demons or thriving in them until the all too soon ending blew out their flame I dont regard myself as any of them I am a mere garden variety in the steady allowance of repetitions working it the way I can If I were intently serious about it there is a college and univeristy close by with workshops and in house canadian poets and the local Reading club which I have never gone too Preferring to post here or on Diaryland divergance of paths for some following the ego debates the feather ruffling that goes on You Anni I praised high and still do I meant all that I wrote You are a bold one and I miss you already I am honoured that this poem has garnered attention as it has for you and for the Ode to the username i use I wish I had someone in this city to relate too in person as much as I can to some here that is my next challenge to go out and find this be as painfully exposed as I do here through fiction god knows what may come of it probably nothing but this site sustains me and Im driven in my way to write and leave my works here also thank you Anni for the benifit of meeting such a kind and generous soul as yourself And bravo for sticking up in what you are passionate about and believe in I so do love leaders who are out there Forever Yours Steven!

love the danger of leaning over the brink heavy stuff light etc yes it was purpose full we do love to encourage the creative in all right brain magic my last minute here before I run out of time