|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|YES, THE WORLD IF FULL OF HYPOCRITES. BUT WE CAN'T WORRY ABOUT THEM, JUST MAKE SURE WE'RE 'REAL' OURSELVES. BECAUSE WHEN WE GO BEFORE GOD IT WILL BE EACH PERSON FOR HIMSELF, NO ONE ELSE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|I think it can be no coincidence that you posted this on the 70th anniversary of the dreadful atomic bombing of Hiroshima; the language is hard-hitting and graphic yet overlaid with the material gloss of hubris and the transient vanities of our modern age. Can we ever be mere 'innocent bystanders'? And to what end if ultimately we are all just fuel for the fire? Can we yet hope for phoenix to arise when with every bomb that continues to be dropped on our world's citizens our own human face and potential for global good sizzles away like burning skin? Telling it like it is, this is one of your very best. Kudos, Kartero. xx|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|We are all living in a Matrix environment, influenced by it while creating our own images. Idealism doesn't count, as no one knows what's good for themselves anymore than the person next to them know.
|Reviewed by Duke LaRance
|Everybody is vacuous except you, Ron, Ed and me; but sometimes I wonder about me....
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Is this about the destruction of humanity, the end of what we are, to move on to wherever it is we are going, burning in our own karmic fires...this is what I saw when this I read...I may be wrong for you but not for me...-e-|
|Reviewed by Debashish Haar
|At times we create our stereotypes and see them grow bigger than the life around us, and gradually when we keep following the stereotypes we become part of the macrocosm. This poem is about emerging out of existential struggles surrounding us that trivialize complex and complicate the trivial.
I particularly like the image:
maybe just sizzle in the glory of our own potential image
fueling our thoughts to denature then transform
into the semblance of air-borne ashes < < < powerful, Robert! More power to your pen.
|Reviewed by Jansen Estrup
|Properly somber for a day when the communal gag can be removed and our breath raised up in a bon-odori kind of shout to those ashen ancestors - well said.
|Reviewed by Edward Phillips
|With each reading you make a little more sense
To reach the soul we must see through the imagery
And past it all I see what you see...
The semblance of air-borne ashes.
Chilling and enlightening.
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|I can't quite grasp your directive in this Jude, but I do see a lot of symbolism of the world that we have become and the slim chances remaining that we can reverse or even wade through the tidal wave of greed, sense of entitlement and destruction that is engulfing our people and our world.|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Conjured up all sorts of images in this rather dystopian image of human (?) life on the planet. What I'm reading, appears to be an image of gradually sliding into a hotter hell of sorts than we are already in.
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|Excellently composed and profound
Peace be with you
|Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger
Sizzling capture of semblance in thought.
Lady Mary Ann
|Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci
|So, what gives...ya know???? Right????
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Most expressive write|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|"vomitory matrix of brainwashed citizens"
Yes, yes yes, or should I say baa, baa, baa?
Ya did good.