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|Reviewed by Richard Bowers
|Unpardon me but I relent it boldly;
For it is far ahead, if I can be sure of it,
And far it is, that my hallucination be valid,
And hallucination it is, as it should be,
And however, unlike itself, mysterious, unknown, and untested,
So it be foreseen in my tireless search.
|Reviewed by Debbie Custer (Reader)
|Hi Henry, this poem is short but it speaks volumes. I can hear the truth of the words and brings to my mind a quote I've heard - "Youth is wasted on the young."|
|Reviewed by Michelle Mead
|How true and how foolishly sad. Due to being disabled, I tend to be around older folk most of the time, and I am so very grateful for that. It has changed the face of my writing for the positive sharing stories with them and learning so, so much. I love this poem, and am going to add it to my library because it is something we all need to be reminded of sometimes.|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Yes indeed stay strong dear man...keep smiling...Hugsss|
|Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw)
|Hi Henry, I feel a sense of lost hope in this write... Don't let them be burned... the muse is alive and well... stay strong...
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|How sad if it is all lost, let up hope not...
Be always safe,