|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|No one can write like you|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Captivating verses, Maria. Thank you for sharing this beautiful gift. Love and peace to you. Regis|
|Reviewed by Sandra Mushi
|Transformation ... destiny ... Excellent write! Ooh ooh oooh, and I love the picture, Maria! Makes such a great package with the poem.
|Reviewed by Nordette Adams
|Congratulations on the publication. Your work is worthy of recognition. There is no denying that! :-) I also enjoyed "Bidding Lucidity."|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
Surreal and symbolistical imagery in this poem did make
it a revealing one depite the esoteric lines.
"Bidding Lucidity" ignites the engine of thoughts.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Ah Maria, your poetry is deep and beautiful, This is outstanding poetry,
|Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
|An invitation came as an autumn breeze:
warm swirls of color,
mixed within a faint chill of a kiss
that blows by in the wind,
and instantly sends those little bumps popping
to the surface of once-smooth skin.
gem of a write...clap clap clap.....BHUWAN!!!!
|Reviewed by Roger Ochs
|This works so well on both the metaphysical and purely physical levels. Bravo.|
|Reviewed by Edward Lupinacci
|Congrats on being published.
Your poetry challenges the mind and I wish I had one right now there are things I read from this, but yet there is much to discover even still.
The last line just seals the whole poem.
I think i will be saying that over and over again
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I don't understand but a beautiful lucdity of words.
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|An individual's journey is filled with internal transformation of which people have no awareness...epiphanies of a volcanic nature. This is why to judge another is a fool's errand. No one can see our hearts. It is indeed a lonely path, Maria. Beauty of a write...|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Superb depiction your understanding of spiritual guidance and enlightenment, which is unique to each individual...we can identify but never know each others event, for it is ours alone...Love this Marie!
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|I love this, Maria. It has the individual loneliness of a "calling": something mystical and unique to each of us in terms of how, if ever, we receive such a thing and how we respond to it. An undeniable, defining and transforming point in time and space that achieves a mythical metamorphosis in the inner being - such that there is a definite "before" and "after". Like being born and dying, such a moment in our life and time cannot be shared by another person, no matter how close. It is at such times that we have to face the stark recognition that, although we travel among company, we in fact travel alone. Fascinating subject and superbly articulated with absorbing imagery. TY Kate xx|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|i can relate to and feel the essence of this poem most intently ... we must follow our direction and purpose ... we accept our isolation surrounding us yet not fail to realize that they are those who share the transformation ... i believe Shelly referred to them as "the invisible legislatures of the universe" ...|
|Reviewed by Brian Pellerino
Impressive. The subject of transformation is oft touched upon and vebosely so. You kept your head here (no pun intended) and kept the integrity of this piece as well. Well done...and you are.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Nice work of imagery, I could feel the goosebumps popping out on my skin. You covered your topic well in this one Maria.