|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|Quintessentially you!! Which means the poem paints a vivid and lasting picture a n d reverberates with honest and deeply-felt
emotion. B r a v a !!!! 'Pea' <3
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|Selfishness, the "I", is death to love. The wind must blow between two people. Beauty of a write!|
|Reviewed by Cynth'ya email@example.com
|"My hands are so cold,
My arms tingling,
Hair rising on my arms… "
This describes my reaction every time I encounter a spider in my house. But aside from my insectile phobias Sis, this poem describes in my mind how people wait for change to happen, instead of changing in the midst of their emotional storms. Felt this way through my husband's recovery from his cancer surgery recently. Friends who cared about my welfare as a caretaker actually MADE me take a break, attend a poetry reading, invited me to dinner.
I can truly say that it calmed my storm; gave me a better focus on how to track them in the future, and what to do to prevent myself from becoming an emotional casualty.
Thank you for writing this,
cynth'ya lewis reed
|Reviewed by E. Richardson
|Don't wait to be set free lady poet... call down the lightning and snap the bounds, break the shackles...good powerful work here.|
|Reviewed by Robin Spicer
|Within us all there dwells the primevil spirit of our ancestry, Longing to be freed from the turmoil of the present, struggling to return to the warmth of the Forest from which we came.
A well written piece that calls to my inner self.
Thank you for sharing this.
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Very good image of struggle--the storm within.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Wonderful expressive write, Retta. I find storms hugely energizing. We don't get enough of them around here for my liking. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace. Regis|
|Reviewed by Edward Lupinacci
|I think you have captured the emotions with a strength and beauty
and even though it seems sad there are lessons to be learned in this write
|Reviewed by Handsum Hart
|A captivating write.
Though, I think only self, can set self free.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Truly powerful imagery here, Reindeer - and I truly believe that we all must somehow be free to be ourselves.|
|Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reindeer, this is Beautifully expressed.xo
A feeling that does definitely imprison a soul and a heart.
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the turbulance within this poem is captivating ...|
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
|Excellent,i.e You Got Realize Why Did I(In 1st Place) Go There!
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Enjoyed the poem, but I have to say, asking to be set free doesn't have the same impact as demanding it.|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|excellent write, reindeer; very well done! brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|This is a fine piece of poetry. In Three parts, nature,anguish, then need.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
The power of your emotions within matches the power of the storm raging outside--dynamic piece! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Emotion filled piece..thanks for sharing!!
|Reviewed by Sara Coslett
|In the end, we are the only ones who can set ourselves free. Excellent poem and the graphic is perfect. ~ Sara|
|Reviewed by A. Keith Barton
|Many emotions; I like the metaphor of "the storm within" that the story projects. Your poem captures exquisitely our natural instincts for survival and the distrust we have in other humans. A return to nature is a safe haven for many of us in heart, soul, and mind. Nice write.|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Full of emotion is this wonderful sad write.|
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|Very gripping and intense.
I believe in finding the right person, feeling somehow completed by the union-most connected, yet most free.
People seldon pay enough attention to freedom, yet it is as important as anything for wholeness.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|This poem runs to the edge and back again. The pain and emptiness of a broken heart or perhaps an abused heart is a pain that traps one in their own prison stronger then any bars could.
|Reviewed by Paul Williams
|Let it out Retta, and run free dear lady.
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|Be free and fly. Beautiful write!|
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|Wow! You certainly need to be free...
Grat write as always Rein
Hope your doing super....
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|beautifully written plaintive cry to be free of
those who would keep you bound.Haunting Reindeer