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| Reviewed by Walter Jones |
7/16/2005 |
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| A drop in passion lost to the feel of expectations left on a platter older than the memory. Soul gives back and takes our hearts to view. Love stops only long enough to see hate then returns to hold us in the palm. Keep the words flowing and images growing.. Walt |
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| Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G |
7/13/2005 |
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| TinK- Are the expectations too high? We are all surreal and human. Lacking strength, at times -especially when needed most. This Poem is Another GREAT one-Remember: Risks-challenges-Commitments-Sacrifices it all blends- Find strength within! I'm sending beams of warm energy and Wisdom your way 2day-Be Happy - Don't be sad-Find something esle you love ( like writing ) and give it Power!!! Let Hate melt-away...YOur a True Blue Soldier Sweets- WArm HuGs2U-Lady,SheeeOX--- SWEETer Dreams 2U2 my Pinkie friend-to the END. YOur friends are hear pinky dear, so Pour it on-WE can take it,and maybe help you out of it! |
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| Reviewed by Janet Caldwell |
7/13/2005 |
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Love can certainly make us sick in so many ways but I truly belive that if you ever loved someone and they depart from you for what-ever reason, the love does not leave it just re-adjusts to a place that we can survive. JMHO.
Love ya Girlie-Girl, Janny xoxoxo |
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| Reviewed by Michael Charles Messineo |
7/12/2005 |
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Tinka, The many flavors of love must be tasted, even though some are sour. You'll never know the gourmet taste unless you keep on trying.
...Michael |
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| Reviewed by Handsum Hart |
7/11/2005 |
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Love is a wonderful things, but hate does hide in its shadow sometimes.
Lover girl, love on
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
7/11/2005 |
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love and hate are the extremes of our emotion and arise from the same source ...
very moving poem, Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
7/11/2005 |
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Love endures and enriches even with the pain it is always worth it tink, Hate just breeds bitternes, lonliness and sadness. Keep on loving even with the faults it is worth it.
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Peter Paton |
7/11/2005 |
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You spill your heart out in this emotional outpouring Tinka
" Love is never havung to say you are sorry " quote Ryan O' Neil from Love Story !
Peter |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
7/11/2005 |
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It is said that there's only a thin line between love and hate...
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
7/11/2005 |
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| Love truly is many things to many people, but sometimes it can be truly wonderful and sometimes its pain is unbearable - but we all keep on keepin on; what else can we do? |
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| Reviewed by Sue Hess |
7/11/2005 |
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| i'm not sure i know definately what love is, but i know what it is not and should not be and that is pain...that comes later, when its over :} |
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| Reviewed by Brian Pellerino |
7/11/2005 |
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Tinks,
My sweet friend... Love is all these things. It is the alpha and omega of our lives. It exists only because of us - through us. It has existed since the first human looked at another and knew they were alike. So much of what we do, we do in its name. It is hated because it feels so fulfilling and asks for nothing but vulnerability, for defying logic at every pass, and ultimately for creeping up on you without warning. It is the very ink that you use to write these passionate words...
Peace and LOVE,
B |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
7/11/2005 |
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powerful write, the emotions shine through! very well done, tinka; hope the pain eases for you soon! you are in my prayers today!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :( >tears < |
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| Reviewed by Nordette Adams |
7/11/2005 |
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| "Love is a sickness." Sure does feel like it sometimes, but the good, true kind is a cure. Wonderfully emotive write, Tinks. ~~Nordette |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
7/11/2005 |
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| Blessed are those that have not travelled this road and only know the ups and downs of love that do not lead to hate. |
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| Reviewed by Sandra Mushi |
7/11/2005 |
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I posted a poem a while back, almost on the same page "Is It Love, Lust or Infatuation?" Yes, I'll also agree with Vesna, that's infatuation at its best! Love is patience, love is not pain.
God bless, Tinka ;-)
Sandie. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
7/11/2005 |
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Great love lost write Tinka. You must have a couple of books on the topic. You probably could hang a shingle out;-)
Love,
Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Danielle Mundy |
7/11/2005 |
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| have to agree with Vesna here, Tinky-tot...true love is not pain..though love and hate do often run side by side :( enjoyed the write |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
7/11/2005 |
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| Ah, Tinka, one day you are all for the feast of love and the dext day you shun it as you would a serpent in the woods. |
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| Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic |
7/11/2005 |
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no Tink..THAT is infatuation..LOVE is NOT pain ..well at least that's what I'd like to believe..
saved this one..thanks Tink!
Vesna* |
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