|Reviewed by lois christensen
|The only thing I like Bitter Sweet - is bitter sweet dark chocolate.|
|Reviewed by Lena Kovadlo
|Reading this poem with a pause after each line does not create for a smooth flow and makes for a disruptive read because of it. Rearranging the lines may help fix this issue. Hope you understand what I am trying to say here. Perhaps that is just me though...
The content is great and moving and one readers will relate to. I know I do! Thank you for sharing.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo
|Can another truly fill the void? If they can, I think it was never what we imagined it to be in the first place. Bittersweet, indeed. Touches this heart, Regis! ~Hugs, Elizabeth|
|Reviewed by JMS Bell
|YES!...YOU CAME THROUGH AND SURVIVED!!! STILL LIMPING, A HEART THAT IS ON THE ROAD TO COMPLETE RECOVERY.... 'MOVES ON'. THANKS FOR SHARING. BLESSINGS AND LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)
|A lovely dark dream this seems to paint--"pain is ... unique"--I tend to love bitter sweet, for some reason--well titled and well written.|
|Reviewed by Inspire Hope
|Excellent write I love your honesty! and I pray that God Himself will heal and fill every void Regis! You really have a beautiful gift that is much appreciated and loved! Be encouraged and may the Lord always bless and sustain you in all that you are going through!
|Reviewed by Nicole Weaver
my heart aches for you! So very sad. Very well written.
amour et paix,
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Powerful...and perfectly titled.|
|Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain
You ensnared the word 'Bittersweet' perfectly . . . thanks for this!
|Reviewed by Tabitha Carter
|Always find beauty with winter, as well....like a soft blanket of white protecting the earth from the frostbite that may harm the tender seedling of love. Love again, for spring is bounce-back action.|
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
I don't often read or disagree with others' comments, but I have to disagree with one of the comments this time. I think this poem captures the perfect metaphor for that in-between time, waiting for love to strike once more. It's foolish to hop into another relationship when the previous one was so special. After the "butterflies" fly off, the healing begins, thus the field waiting ready for snow. It's a time of reflection, self-awareness, and processing. You store the good times and hopefully let the bad times go. You titled this one perfectly! Love and Hugs,
|Reviewed by Michelle Mead
|The last 4 lines of this ruin it a bit. It's like you state all these absolutely gorgeous images and reveal a person who had grown like a butterfly and then add on those 4 lines of a person who has yet to realize that the only person to fill that void is themself-because until we can love and like being with ourselves, we never WILL fill the void we all naturally have, I love this poem so much, that the ending threw me off as this is a beautiful poem.|
|Reviewed by Mary Coe
|Powerful and deep. Very nicely written.|
|Reviewed by Sheri Uy
|This is a beautiful rendition of moving on. While thoughts of the past would like to linger a little bit more, the heart is ready for a fresh start to venture once more into a newness that can fill the void left by 'bittersweet memories'. Another work of art, Reg.
|Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner
|Beautiful and meaningful, you have a gift.|
|Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER
|bittersweet fruit, like bittersweet chocolate lingers on for a while, you captured that wonderfully in words and picture! Much healing my friend! Jasmin Horst|
|Reviewed by Melinda Josiah Geaumont
|Beautifully written - I loved the imagery of the meadow waiting for winter and snow as the soul awaits the comfort of another.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|bittersweet memories are acrid and sugary and leave me feeling slightly sick. I relate to your words here. Waiting for the winter of feelings. Excellent. Liz|
|Reviewed by Dawn Dancer Lilo (Reader)
|I love the way your poems just piece together and don't leave you thinking there's a piece missing. I love your poetry when put together leaves abeautiful picture to enjoy.
Keep writing always and forever
|Reviewed by Debra Baker
|Affairs' sometimes leave bittersweet turmoil in our soul. Our thought pattern consumes the moments entwined in such bliss. Until the season's change and time standing still and alone, leave the heart open for another. Regis, this poem was spectacular, I loved it.
The picture was a perfect selection for this poem. Bravo!
|Reviewed by jeff potter
|I don't think this is a sad poem, there's a resignation in the words and a moving on. I love the imagery as I have in a number of your poems; you take us there, to the woods and meadows to see the butterflies rise and into your emotions.
|Reviewed by Bill Grimes Jr.
|It takes courage and genuine heartfelt desire to bare our souls on the alter of public criticism. I admire your work my friend and feel your intent. Thank you for having the balls to share.......
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|I like this poem, I like your words!!!!!!!! You have beautiful soul!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Janet Bellinger
|Excellent description of the hollowness at the end of an affair.
|Reviewed by Kerry Compton Star Girl
|Wow, I feel the pain in this write...it leaves a cold hollow feeling in my chest. Wonderful job Regis.|
|Reviewed by Theresa Rayman (Reader)
|This one is aptly titled, as bittersweet is exactly the feeling I took away from it. You have a wonderful "complete" style to your writing that I enjoy very much, from the titles to the pictures you use with each poem. Good work!
|Reviewed by Michael Ault
|Been there. You capture the feelings.
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|As a tear < <tear>> falls, forms a lake- Feelings from this BEAutiful Poem Reg- swell in my mind. I like this alot- Sooo movinggggg and Honest of your feelings for a special person in your heart-Soul... REFRESh and allow the FAith to remain! Thank you 4 sharing this with us all! DEEPLY mOvingggggg... and the pict. a 1000 words and feelings appear out of it-Many HuGs 2 U- Lady,Sheee *Sheila I hope your well REg.|
|Reviewed by Pier Tyler
|Moving on is good...sometimes. It's the waiting, I don't like. Waiting is healing, though. I enjoyed this deep writing.
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
This was a deep and sad poem. I've often like your writings, even in the "Blogs" section.
I don't understand why you had taken them all down.
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o(
|Reviewed by rita pilbrow carlsson
|Oh this is just adorable. READABLE poetry, you are a master at Regis.
I can only hope that one day,I will learn to express myself so deeply but so simply!So fantastically well done Regis!
The void can be filled with Many a Golden thing. What is right for the poem's head actor I do not know, but I am hoping he will find it.
With admiration. from Rita across the Atlantic.
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|Deep and painful Reg
Agree with Michelle and Chanti below
Let God fill the Void , and he will find one worthy of your love
|Reviewed by The Smoking Poet
|Regis, I like this... that soul empty and white...
|Reviewed by Sandra Mushi
|Very profound write, regis!!
" .. they vanish in the dark forest
and leave my soul
empty and white
like the meadow
waiting for winter
and the snow ..."
Powerful write on loneliness and longing!
God bless, Regis.
|Reviewed by Theresa Koch
|Powerfully soulful writing!|
|Reviewed by Cles Wilson
|Excellent write. Powerful feelings expressed showing the depth of emotions encountered.|
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Beautiful, painful and necessary, Regis. We must allow emotions' tap to run and run until the pent-up and "tarnished" waters run clear again, purged and re-energised, all the toxins gone. THEN what remains are remembrances pure and life-giving; redeeming the creative and soul-building elements of the past relationship and not it's screw-turning bullet points. So agree with Nordette and others, who see this fallow and winter field more as the virgin canvas which just awaits the fresh breath of inspiration to colour it; a vast space full of potential for hope and la piece de resistance. Your life and soul are a masterpiece and with every poem we are privileged to share a part of it's unveiling. You feed our souls as you yourself are fed. Spring WILL come, Regis; allow yourself some foetal winter sleep... every tear bottled to fall as dew again on fresh spring blades which will be even greener ... Bless you and my prayers for peace and refreshment. LOL Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Safi Abdi
|<empty and white
like the meadow
waiting for winter
and the snow>
Great imagery here, thank you!
|Reviewed by Linda Roman
|very deep... love it|
|Reviewed by Dave Harm
|Beautiful write... I do the same thing when a relationship ends. I write a farewell letter then read it to a friend and then burn it, then it is real...|
|Reviewed by Amira van Kerk
|Strong words Regis, painting a vivid picture of the pain and emptyness inside.
Who can heal the wounds? Guess only time can...
|Reviewed by Sara Coslett
|We all wish for our relationships to endure. Expecting someone to fill a void is too big a request. No one could ever measure up to that. ~ Sara|
|Reviewed by Ann Marquette
|Beautiful Reg...time of healing...
Be well and take care of yourself,
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|You've defined and devined the word, Bitter-Sweet.
|Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen
|Don't wait, just live; the rest will come. Beautifully penned, Regis. Much enjoy your work.
|Reviewed by Sarah Tagert
|Chilling write. Very well penned. Hope all is well w. you, take care Reg!|
|Reviewed by Seth Mullins (Reader)
|I can feel the chill wind blowing through this one, friend Regis. A brave and unflinching write.|
|Reviewed by Huda Orfali
|Very beautiful romantic poem
another gem by the great poetic spirit
love and peace
|Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
|And I am certain that one who is worthy of your affections will
soon arrive. Poets never seem to be destitute for very long.
Best to you, Regis...a fine poem, indeed!
|Reviewed by Eddie Thompson
|Who hasn't ached for the filling of the void? This poem strikes at the longing in each of us. It seems your own pain runs deep, my friend.|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|"wistful masochistic melancholy"
You have coined a great statement here, Regis, something we all wish we had...Ed
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Awwwwww..this is filled with positive thoughts even thou heartfelt!!
"in wistful masochistic melancholy
while waiting for another
to fill the void "
I can relate to the feeling of these lines...and size of the void...well I know the perfect one to fill mine!!
|Reviewed by Paul Williams
|Hauntingly beautiful Regis but with a saddness that touches deeply...I'm sure the void will be filled soon my friend.
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Ah, how deeply this poem touched me, I liked this so very much, love the way you expressed the loss and pain in this, outstanding.
|Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
This is such a soulfilled beautifully expressed poem. It's gorgeous! Noone else could express these feelings so honestly and beautifully as you. You and this poem are a masterpiece! The soul and heart must release the darkness to fill with the light, the Light is always and always will be greater than the darkness. The butterflies will be born and fly free in the meadow, more beautiful than those previous now vanishing into the forest. I love the way you expressed that. Your minds eye from your heart and soul is Superb!!
je t'aime oodles and bunches! je t'aime yer stuff.
Reg/is the Pot of Gold at the end of the Rainbow! xoox You always remember that. xoox I've got proof!
All my loving friendship and more, Tracey
Hey remember if all else fails you've always got me. We'd be a colorful pair for sure and what a different life you'd have I'd keep ya on your toes and drive you to the coo coo farm no vehicle needed. and you'd not have time to be sad, you'd be chasin' me wanting to ring my neck.lol but true think of the excercise too you'd get. (c :) luv ya Reg. are ya smilin' you'd better be! (c :) xoox je t'aime my friend je t'aime muchas!
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|excellence in your writes
|Reviewed by Julie Donner Andersen
|"wistful masochistic melancholy"
|Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
in wistful masochistic melancholy
now that's certainly an original line, Regis, and it seems to fit the conflicted atmosphere of a poem which surely bled from your very soul. the poem does its job. peace and love to you, Dawn
|Reviewed by jude forese
|beautiful ambiance and and potent to this one ...|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|I hope that void is filled soon. You project your feelings so well Regis,very touching to the core...
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|Your pen is golden, Regis and your ability to paint a picture of an emotion exceptional. It is sad when we lose a love, but if we can take the time to learn to love ourselves as much or more than we loved that other, we will be fine...and when the next "one" comes along, ready to greet them without the load of baggage from the last "one". Regrouping is both sad and empowering at the same time.
|Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez
Regis you are really an artist.
Here you've written another out-standing
piece! Really Good work!!
Rich Criso Suarez
|Reviewed by Nordette Adams
|Gorgeous poem, but you know my view on this otherwise. That Michelle Close Mills hit it. :-)
Snow, pristine casket cover of Earth,
securing secrets of a heart on winter's holiday...
In darkness of extended chill and echoless sighs,
within the frozen shroud, frost bites,
working mysteries with wisdom,
preserving seeds for a season
until the universe releases door keys
to blooms, vibrant fields of healing color,
purple, blue, marigold, and you,
all new and ready for no ordinary love.
© Copyright 2005 Nordette Adams
|Reviewed by Rosemarie Skaine
|Beautifully done. R|
|Reviewed by Michelle Mills
|Reg, only God is able to fill voids...people will disappoint us, or fail us in some way. Only God can be there in all the ways that count. Be well my friend. Michelle|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|this says so much about life in general and the truth that we only learn with age and a lot of bitter lessons. Life does go on and another is always there to fill the empty gap if we allow it, but is it the one we truly want? Only you can answer that.
|Reviewed by Chanti Niven
It is not necessary to forget but to accept. Beautiful moments are never lost. Find wholeness in of yourself and offer that to the world. You are a special human being with so much to offer. I pray you find the love you crave and that it is returned in full measure. As always you write with such feeling. Who can fail to be moved?
With love Chanti
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Yes, "and leave my soul / empty and white." That is because it will be virginal once more when the REAL one saunters by, Regis.
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Deep feelings expressed in this write, that may be soothed or forgotten when another comes into your life to fill the void.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
The sadness you feel is clearly imaged in your words, and felt by the reader--you connected with my soul, dear friend.
Very powerfully written emotions--BRAVO!
(((((HUGS)))))) and love, Karla. :(
|Reviewed by Susan Barton (Reader)
|Reviewed by Constance Gotsch
|Well for something new to come in, sometimes you have to let the old go out. then it takes a moment for new things to start. tres bien.|
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
|Romantic Good Write_
But-----Only You alone Can Fill That Void...
She SIMPLE Helps You Not Overcome It --Only Relieve It!!
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|awwwww, mon ami, this is so sad, but oh, so beautiful! very well done; bravo!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, ton ami, karen lynn a texas. :)