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| Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher |
4/9/2006 |
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A wonderful painting! Excellent write! (Best way to get even is probably to absolutely forget the person, which could be worse than to be completely forgotten!)
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| Reviewed by Kay P Devenish |
4/8/2006 |
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I love the sketch of you and it says a lot about you,it's beautiful in many ways,just like you.
The poem is so wise and so true and I too can relate to the feelings in this poem for I have been to that place and that crossroad when REASON itself (with much prayer) saves us from being like them (THE USERS)it hurts so much though and I can feel the pain in your words and I know the feeling well.
Hugs to you dear lady ,you inspire me and I admire YOU.
Sincerely
from
kay. |
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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
4/7/2006 |
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| good one |
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| Reviewed by L. Figgins |
4/7/2006 |
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Yes, it only comes back and bites you--double whammy. Just increases the misery. But Phil's comment does have some appeal, tho, lol! Seriously, some just can't accept love. Its not a reflection on us. Wise words, Eileen. Love the painting...
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
4/7/2006 |
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Your poem reminds me of the definition of love that someone recently shared with me. Here it is:
"Love has a different tune: I love you, therefore you are free to do as you wish. My love says you cannot do any wrong in my sight. My love says you cannot hurt me for it would not wish to make you responsible for the way I feel. My love says I am here for you if you want me, or I can be gone if that is what you wish. My love does not depend on your performance to exist - it depends entirely on a choice I make, moment by moment. My love accepts that you may even come to hate me for what I am and it is strong enough not to compromise itself to please you. My love cannot be manipulated. My capacity to love is infinite and is not bound by your feelings or desires."
Thank you for sharing your wisdom via your verses here as well as your art work, Eileen. Love and peace,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Hale |
4/7/2006 |
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Excellent, ET! I've found myself where you write about, and come to the same conclusion. We must try to be better than those who hurt us. Well done.
Peace. Joyce |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
4/7/2006 |
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| Ah, Eileen, the whims and folly's of love and it's associate stupidity. True love is a beast at times, because we give up so much of ourselves that it become so very easy for loves pains to surface when the one we love, loves us not. |
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| Reviewed by Phillip William Allen |
4/7/2006 |
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| Great lines Eileen. But you'd be amazed how a good pop to the chops will make you feel. Women should have equal rights, and a darn good left cross too. |
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
4/7/2006 |
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Not only is this an excellent write, it's also excellent advice.
Getting even is a waste of energy, especially where matters of the heart are involved.
Wish them the best and find the one that is truly meant for you.
Lisa |
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| Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster |
4/7/2006 |
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An excellent write...getting even does nothing but bring you to the level of the other player.
Sweet Dreams Sweet Witch....hugs, Trish |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
4/7/2006 |
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Excellent write and portrait, Eileen; very well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
4/7/2006 |
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Great message here sis...love the portrait...you are a great artist!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
4/6/2006 |
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| You have captured yourself in this self portrait. Marvelous art and wisdom shines in this meaningful and wise write. |
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| Reviewed by Regina Pounds |
4/6/2006 |
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I love the portrait, Eileen..very pretty and strong! vibrant colours...your poem shows a lot of inner strength and the wisdom of a thoughtful person...
love,
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| Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson |
4/6/2006 |
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A lot of wisdom here Eileen...
Getting even is wasted energy.
Great write..
Love ya! You did fine on your art...
x0x0x0x0x |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
4/6/2006 |
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| Revenge or in this case, getting even, is like a vase with a hole...can't hold water...Ed |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
4/6/2006 |
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| getting even is never no fun ... it's only self-destructive ... |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
4/6/2006 |
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Eileen,
A beautiful painting; a hard hitting write. We want to exact revenge on those who hurt us, only natural; but leave it to God. He even said, "Revenge is mine, saith the Lord." He'll get his. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Susan de Vegter |
4/6/2006 |
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I didn't realize you are an artist of canvas.You are multi-talented like a lot of our peers here. Jay, Rage, Sage...just so much creativity in our place here. I guess I'll just say I'm very proud of a lot of people here. Love your way of getting it out too...in your prose. This is a vent necassary for the heart to compose a song to sing away the pain.
Susan
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| Reviewed by Peter Paton |
4/6/2006 |
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Eileen
You said it...and I believe it....:)
Some people are not worthy of us...and " never cast your pearls before swine "...:)
A great remix here...as well as a terrific self portrait !
Love
Peter |
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