|Reviewed by Kenny Baez
|Always a pleasure to read your poetic journeys, Christine. best wishes kenny|
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|an absolutely beautiful piece love the picture with it
Love & Peace be with you
|Reviewed by Jeff Mason
|Absolute perfect imagery! I would ask: "as red-bird-of-paradise slam around" - should it be "red-BIRDS- ... slam around" or "red-bird ... SLAMS around?" Sorry, just being the nit-picky grammar cop that lives inside me. I *LOVE* the portrayed imagery of the "un-motored road;" and the one-of-a-kind line: "chutney of a heart’s pinioned tongue;" just SO amazingly vivid!|
|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|CHALLENGING, INDEED AND YET...SO TRUE. BY FAITH...IS THE ONLY WAY! SO WELL DONE, CHRISTINE...THE MESSAGE VIBRANT AND SO FITTING. THANKS FOR SHARING THIS KEEPER. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|This is certainly the right philosophy and the way to boldly live life. I love this poem Christine, the message, the beautiful descriptives.|
|Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
|Well happy new year! Good to see you! Elaborate and rich with red. May 2015 bring good things and a flowing pen!|
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|simply beautiful work, Christine...imagery and metaphor abound
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
|Of late I seem to be buying triptych paintings, spec' of seascapes and forests.
Poetry, poetry, you're poetry.
Keep the tyres in prime condition and live with a perfect turn on-able ignition.
Indeed, you've idled too long. Unfreeze and live unfrozen with your enchanting music.
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
Unique in poetry flair..beautiful image and verses within
destiny of the heart.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Edward Phillips
|The road less traveled always lures me also.
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I sense a bit of traveling "over the hills and through the woods" to this little poem on "misbehaving tires." What a wonderful painting of words that depict the wonders of this time of the year so well… Red, green, all covered with white. Thoroughly enjoyable. you certainly didn't "idle too long" for me.
|Reviewed by D. Vegas
|First, like John said, you have been Missed!
Destiny is the one you would least choose...
at least when you have tried the others.
Beautiful poetry with imagery.
|Reviewed by John Domino
Thank you! I just learned the meaning of a word I never heard before:
Triptych - a painting or carving consisting of three panels, often made as an altarpiece hinged together so that, when the smaller outer panels are folded, the middle part is entirely covered.
A very lively and cleaver poem. I don't read many like that. I said it before, you have some unique talents and your writing has been missed by many on the Den.
Here is wishing you the best Christmas and New Years that's ever been!
Peace, love and blessings,
|Reviewed by Douglas Bentley
|I can see you traveling down that snow covered road
Riding side saddle
I open my tongue
And nonsense spews out
you unbutton your vest
and what covers you
Shining Charity head to toe
truly amazing heavenly rest
filled with Christmas Hope
and dripping with the coming of a restored Faith.
Ms Christine Tsen may you have the Merriest of Christmas
|Reviewed by jude forese
|enjoyed the vivid and fluid imagery|
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|A lovely altar-piece this. Three verses, three panels hinged to the next, and all etched with gold-leaf and richly-blended colors. Christmassy imagery. Lovely. Your élan with words remains singular and effective. (Perhaps) the true meaning of life is to plant trees, CT, under whose shade you do not expect to sit. Peace and love to you...|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Take the one least familiar
Often the best path, and the most revealing. (Great Graphic, too.)
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|We sang songs from "Frozen" in our choir's winter concert. Your verses awaken loveliness within me; lovely like you, Christine. Thank you for sharing your gift. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|Well we've waited so long for this! This is your time of year, you know the feeling in the air, the temp, the teacher, the time of season, and you've skidded fractals imaging Disney's "Frozen!- Let it Go!" How very apropos. This line is a masterpiece all on its own, spicy and biting, clipped from the pureness of a dove's wing. Merry Christmas, Christine.
"chutney of a heart’s pinioned tongue"