|Reviewed by Kenny Baez
|Thoughtful meditation on the state of play in the neighbourhood.|
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|How I missed this i shall never know...but I am glad to have found my way here.
|Reviewed by richard poor
|laws are made to be broken...tho prices must also be paid. i always love your writes! very good!!!|
|Reviewed by M Flack
|Interesting write. Sortoflike a Days ofour lifes inpoetry form...
Well done.Keepup the great work...
|Reviewed by J M
|"there are laws to abide by, cosmic occurrences
pre-commissioned to subtly
(or not so subtly)
remind us there is a reason
It is true their are spiritual laws in effect past the laws of land and the ending was excellent to this poem...
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|Surreal implosion of voyeurism and surveillance of poetic excellence, Maria! Who knew as a child, composing, what we would end up with as adults?? Would we be robbed, not only of material possessions, but also emotions? At least, we're not shy hens huddling at the corner of the pen. This neighbor boy just as well could have been me looking at a nude woman mannequin in the store windows, where as a young girl, I had such a fascination with the windowdressers playing with adult Barbies...the only thing I stole were peeks where the mute plastic actress wasn't acting...just my fantasy imagination...good to see you posting again, Maria...be well...Blessed Be.
|Reviewed by Tracey Hardie
|Maria... i have always admired your work. Your pen is flawless. Excellent poem!|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
A beautiful flower for the literary Spring. "Back Draft" bears the aroma of symbolism, impressionism and dramatic rhythm.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Beautiful description of any street in any neighborhood. A moment in time, so vivid. Enjoyed this. Thanks!
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Maria, this is a very well written esoteric poem about a stark reality! Your intricate way with words make it special!Good to see you!;-)
|Reviewed by jude forese
|uniquely conceived ...
when the unforeseen arrives it vanishes before we realize it's gone ...
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
|Where You Been...
Well My Family Robbed Me To But They're Bunch Robbing 2 Faced Liars...
Neat Cosmic Write On...
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|What a total TREAT!! Great to have your voice back in chorus here, Maria... or rather, as a wonderful soloist because your distinctive flavour has such a rich and authoritative quality to it. Acute, astute and penetrating, as usual, no messing here. Lifetimes and lifestyles are captured with intensity and yet defined precision as befits the moment. As much as it often drives us insane, how often do we live to regret the "usual" not happening which might otherwise have prevented the untoward disaster? Life is sometimes full of dramatic irony, even when we paint it black, monotone or lifeless. Your usual high-calibre of thought and execution here, Maria. TY Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Great imagery you captured!!
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|Love your work Maria! This is no exception,
just an great vision.
|Reviewed by Bill Grimes Jr.
|"Paper houses, and cellophane children."
|Reviewed by Kathy Kubik
|This is beautiful, Maria! I especially love this line: Sometimes the night comes early and the street lights arenít readyĖ and the repetition of the first stanza. Remarkable work! It's so great to read your work again.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|You've painted a poem on the backs of my eyes, in beautiful imagery--well done, Maria!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Maria, so good to see you again; you've been missed! Good to see your wonderful poetry again; you haven't lost your style! Very well done; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by William DeVault
|I love the word painting. And I feel the dimensions of the characters.|
|Reviewed by Michael Mathieu
|Our imagination tends to be wild at times...Sitting on this window sill meant something to him but stayed in trouble,,,There is a reason for everything...I agree...