|Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen
|The realm of the unknown can indeed be a comforting place. Superb write, Jude. You have truly mastered the art.
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Back to the Future.
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Ok, ok, I am going, my bus just arrived,
After being with you I can say with gusto, I Survived,
Got to admit though, living with you I was never deprived...
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|this touches me deeply because of the recent changes in my life. Wonderful uplifting write!|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|I agree with Tiana. This poem can be "taken" in a variety of ways. Each reading brings something else out into the forefront. Most compelling, Jude. Thank you. Love and peace.
|Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*ģ
|Home is the place that gives us the provisions we need to venture out into the unknown. It is the "free base", the safe haven to which we return again and again, if only to recharge our spirits for more journeys into the unknown.
Love & Light,
|Reviewed by ~ Chanti
|It is always amazing to me how different people have such varying interpretations of the same poem. I think that when a poem speaks to us, it does so in a way that we can personally relate. To me this poem is about letting go of a person or rather the memory of a person. This is something I'm familiar with and it is how I relate to this particular poem. In letting go there is freedom of sorts. A freedom to 'live and let live' - to move on to new beginnings 'back to what lies ahead and more'
Great write Jude
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|A generous write of giving up and letting go whether it is out of sympathy, frustration oe anger sometimes that is all we can do but let it go.
|Reviewed by Janet Parker
|The words are beautifully locked together. Is this about reincarnation? It sounds that way to me.|
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|as I read this captivating poem Jude, the thought that came to mind was...the road not taken, and that posed the question...would I?
Carole...love and peace
|Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw)
|Such heart-wrenching truth for many to hear.... Robert, your writing has always been so.... don't ever change...
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|I think we all often wish we could go back in such a manner, Jude. Quite a poem here.|
|Reviewed by Peter Paton
|Sometimes we have to go back...to find that which we lost along the path of life Jude
For sure...it will be waiting for you to pick up the eternal threads again !
Reminds me of the Neil Young classic " Going Back "..
|Reviewed by P B
|"Iím sending you back into the unknown
Where you always felt comfortable
Where everything is revealed
And truth has many options
Iím sending you back
Back to where you began
Back to what lies ahead
And more "
Masterful and insightful always touching the soul.
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|The most polite way ever! of dumping someone.
And they prolly wouldn't realise it:)
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|If I had to go back I would certainly make sure I do not make the same mistakes in life!!
If only we could get that chance to start over!!
Thanks for sharing Jude!!
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|I like this ET write! :)) As p.u., I'ma takin notes from The Sage and agree her take on her line about Muse. I, too, read this - not as a temporal or spatial "sending back", but a spiritual regeneration; a regrouping and refocussing. It seems to me like a default setting, a safe place to be. It speaks a peace to me, cos, when I lose it, I know that instead of agonising myself further and deeper into psycho-thickets and dark forest trails, the thing to do to refind peace and equilibrium is to "go back to the place I first lost it and reorientate". This, to me, is a very grounded and grounding poem, rather than a big "throw" forwards or back in an attempt to start again. It is a strong building block - like having a configuration of numbers that you just HAVE to try in all their various sequences in order to crack the lock or the code. The anchor lines for me here are "I'm sending you back to the brightness Within the darkness Of an indelible storm Where visions of tomorrow Are embedded in the now"... seems very "In the beginning was The Word, and The Word was with God and The Word was God"... all of time and space captured in the moment of the Now. Wouldn't mind too much bein held in this rainbow bubble place; this Wellsian time capsule for a while... but then, ever the Space Cadet! :)) TY Kate xx|
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|I read something all together different here than what the other reviewers have said. The summit of glory takes its toll eventually on writers of all sorts, poets, novelists, journalists, etc. When burnout overcomes mind and body, and when the spirit wobbles, it is time to go home. Whether home is Authors Den or fictitious Poet's Row, the time comes to move on. This is why I am here at Author's Den. I moved on from burnout from other venues. Poets/writers make immeasurable valuable contributions to their audiences.
Muses have wombs. It is them whom we send home so that they may be reborn in which that they may give us fresh new beginnings and inspiration to what lies ahead.
Poet's/writers have the ultimate word game challenge in that to keep fresh topics flowing to our audience. There's a lot of available material out there, skywise and oceanwise, it's vast, and we have to reach for stars. It's all usable and we have to keep the waters and skies clear in our minds so that we may give to our audience, what is deep, profound, hidden truths, and disclosure of mystery and love.
We do it for you.
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|I like everything you write, but this one is going on my favorites list. Enjoyed.|
|Reviewed by Sherry Heim
|Whoa, I don't think I would want to go through all this again. I figure that my journey into the light is at least half completed and hopefully I have evolved enough, since I got here, to be given a hand up over the top rung of that ladder when I do arrive and be welcomed with a hearty "Come on in, what took ya so long?" It is a delicious thought to start fresh, if in fact we had all the knowledge that we have aquired thus far. Never-the-less, I will say that I am pretty happy with where I am and not too interested in taking backwards steps. As a rule, when I feel that I would like a fresh start, I just pack up all my stuff and pick another state to live in...much simpler than going back to the womb I suspect. This is fantastic writing, Jude. It would appear that you got everyone pondering the idea delivered in your poem, so I guess we have all taken some time to consider it now or in the past.
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|This is a vintage Jude poem.Outstanding and masterfully conceived.
I'd love to go back to when truth had options, if it ever did.But would it be fair to go back and know what lies ahead and more. Tempting, but somehow methinks it would be more chaotic than what we have now.Perhaps I'm too sold on the idea that Creator knew exactly what He was doing. Yet, this is a splendid poem of renwal with determination to forge ahead!...Eileen
|Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
|extraordinary poem, Jude. when I came upon the following, I think my heart stopped and I did a soul shift, 180 degrees. absolutely amazing idea.
Back to when your first breath was taken
And your womb was covered
With unknown births
|Reviewed by Nordette Adams
|This is a beautiful poem (oh I need a new word). Very tempting to go back and get a fresh slate. I know I'll be the oddball here, but I would not like to start over from the womb. I want an ephiphany right where I am. LOL. If I could extract from myself the things I don't like and keep the things I do, now there, that would be the cure for me. But to start from scratch. Plus, I'm not positive all wombs are safe and comfortable. ;-) How about pre-womb and never born. Nawwwwww. Too easy. I guess my impulse is to move on by moving foward. If I must retrace my steps, then God please let it not be a total set back. But if He insists, well, what's a woman to do? ~~Nordette|