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| Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G |
8/13/2006 |
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| So Sweet Chanti~ So Sweet and innocent as a child's love and heart is! YOu wrote from memory so clearly defined! Right to the last line! I hope very soon, more memories with you, will be made! Then happiness again will fill your heart more completely! Love and Light! WArmly *She* :) |
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| Reviewed by Hariharan Balakrishnan |
7/8/2006 |
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| Beautiful poem evocative of parenthood. The last four lines can be improved.Particularly the words "film" and "negatives" that have different connotations in various parts of the English-speaking world. More power to your pen, Chanti. |
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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper |
1/21/2006 |
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| I like this expression Chanti, nice poem. As far as using "alone" in the ending of my poem goes, I thought about that when I wrote it, alone doesn't fit what I was expressing personally. You see back some years ago when I was hating family, friends and others I did feel gone because of how I felt at the time. Family and friends who owed me money and wouldn't pay up, along with the bad attitudes, I felt like hurting them. Anytime you hurt another person you're as good as gone, not alone. Assault and murder is jail time offenses. I never felt like killing no one but I did want to beat some butt. Difference in then and now is maturity, if we learn to be more loving and understanding with people we are a lot better off. One of my family members who still owes me money, now I just hug him every now and then because I feel better still loving him than trying to hurt him, which actually protects me. Love isn't always about the other person. I understand that he has problems probably worst than mine, so I back off instead of pushing. So I'll leave your suggestion and say thanks for the review |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
1/20/2006 |
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Awww babes this hits hard. As I know with Sebastian nom words can heal.
The baby scent is heaven sent.. I ca feel the pain. Insane. One such
divine as you should never ever have to feel or even know of such rejection and hurt.. Salt water hits this boys eyes...Bloody sea.. |
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| Reviewed by Dale Clark |
1/20/2006 |
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Beautiful Chanti! Memories somehow are negatives
aren't they. Your love for your children though
is strong and will always be. |
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| Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® |
1/19/2006 |
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Oh, this is absolutely precious, Chanti. Stirred my own memories and caused a tear to flow.
Love & Light,
Joseph |
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| Reviewed by Jeff Mason |
1/18/2006 |
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| Beautifully said. -- Jeff |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
1/18/2006 |
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| It is hard when the children have grown........but then there is the grandchildren! :-) |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
1/18/2006 |
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This reminds me of when I was separated from my kids; and I can relate very well, Chanti. Thank you for sharing these thoughts. Love and peace to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Phillip William Allen |
1/18/2006 |
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| The mind is a portfolio of moments we cherish and love. Great pen Chanti. |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
1/18/2006 |
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Ditto Paul!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
1/18/2006 |
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Wonderful moments. I guess all mothers have these moment of thoughts at one time or another. We always love our children no matter what.
Wonderful write Chanti!
Lucky Star Sandie May Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
1/18/2006 |
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| And those negatives will never leave your thoughts. Nice poetry. |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
1/18/2006 |
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AS always your poetry is precious cause it comes directly from your heart and expresses no only your feelings but a lot of the readers as well. As for the topic, those memories will come alive when you someday once again (perhaps a grandchild) in your loving arms.Sweet dreams Chanti and thinkin of you often...
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Paul Williams |
1/18/2006 |
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I hope they do Chant's, this is a beautiful and endearing write. A mothers love knows no bounds, hope you see them again soon.
Paul;-) |
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