|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|You alone, and these thoughts coming to you. Explained them very well for us readers. The ocean, the art things, the wall coming down, all expressing thoughts of action and dreaming. Nothings are turned into somethings, and you went to bed and welcomed dreams to come. Nothing matters til the daylight and a new day to face. Such a profound write and very informative write.**********|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Takes the reader into another dimension. Thank you for sharing your gift, Erica. Love and peace to you.
|Reviewed by Kevin Mc Crum (Reader)
|There is so much here and on many levels that I had to come here and read it several times before I could leave a note. This is an exceptional piece of artwork and I am sure I will be back to read it again! Thank you.|
|Reviewed by Andrew Rafalski
|Like a midnight prayer, or emotional catharsis, in lieu of tears -- a poem!|
|Reviewed by Jeremy Vaeni
|So many words talking around the Wordless. We're like hamsters on tred mills, drawn to this empty exercise (or is it exercise of The Empty?) You're getting there, friend. A suggestion: ask yourself what the connection is between no-thing and thing (or some-thing). Stick with the one question and see what flowers.|
|Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
|Erica, this was wonderful. every linev was like another step deeper into your thoughts. very well!!|
|Reviewed by STEPHEN FOSTER
|Very lovely Elizabeth....Stephen|
|Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
|WOW...and...GEEZ Erica this is STUPENDOUS and ASTOUNDING! What a ride you did provide!!!!!
|Reviewed by Christine Morell
|I'm also in awe of this outstanding piece, Erica.
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Yes dear Erica, what a wonderful poem! WOW Lady this is so well written. It brought tears to my eyes. I ws absorbed into your world. Gosh hon ... this is a poem by a master. You are great! Your old friend Bill|
|Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*ģ
|Wow Erica! I am in awe and truly amazed! This is very profound and so thought provoking. I had to put it in my library so I could take it out and read it again. It is indeed my favourite of yours. I really felt this piece deeply. Thank You!
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Oh yes surreal and excellent
"I stood by the window looking up
Tears began to fall, wanting to weep
But I fought back the freedom to cry
Enough now I told my heart
But my spirit drew melancholic pictures
The art of my life, more of my feelings "
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)