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| Reviewed by Pierre Ortega |
7/24/2006 |
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| It seems that It's true "Love looks in and teases the heart giving a beat then tearing it apart" In the long term the sadness of love is all I've ever known.Though I've allways givin all of myself in the hope the joy would last. Such a perfect poem, I have read it over and over, It speaks more to me every time and It resonates in my mind with every rhyme. Pierre. |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
7/24/2006 |
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I know this living hell!!
And love skipped out of my heart when the devil crept in!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
7/24/2006 |
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Poignant, powerful verse, Susan, very well penned; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope) |
7/24/2006 |
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| Very sad indeed |
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| Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson |
7/23/2006 |
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Pardon My Armchair Psychology…but I am captivated by this.
I have seen this door into the knowing unknown in several of your writes Susan and I am drawn to this door to nowhere. In my observation, I see the sun and the author beckoning the viewer and the reader in this instance to step into the warmth of the artist / authors heart and journey with them into a knowing light…only once out the door (and into the depths of the writers soul does one see the cold hurt that lies beneath the placid surface. This is an exceptional write depicting the tragedies that often come our way… yet the hope still is in the light…well done.
Allen
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| Reviewed by Handsum Hart |
7/23/2006 |
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A hard hitting write; life certainly can be tough at times.
Best wishes |
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| Reviewed by Taylor Ryan |
7/23/2006 |
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You know Susan, Andy may have hit the nail on the head. It's about choices, and sometimes we think we are making the right ones...sometimes we just settle and we set ourselves up for the worst. You are right, there's nothing that feels worse than being used and wanting something real in your life when it's in a state of change...especially as children become adults. The poem speaks volumes and as always, dear friend, is perfect rhyme and meter, in spite of the sadness.
Love,
Taylor |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
7/23/2006 |
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| first of all, you did a great job of rhyme in this poem ... it is a painful write but it is focused and speaks forcefully with the voice of a saddened heart ... |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
7/23/2006 |
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Painfully evocative write for me.
Been there and done that! Thank God they are only seasons, and in my book ... the shorter the better!
No one needs platitudes during these times, they need wisdom, strength, faith, and perseverance, knowing beyond shadow that this too shall pass.
In faith for a brighter tomorrow ...
Richard the Intrepid |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
7/23/2006 |
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Oh my Susan! This is a heartbreaker/tearjerker combo for all who have been there. You write it so well with such abandon it makes it even more emotional! I feel it deeply! My heart is with yours.
ET |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
7/23/2006 |
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Depression be like that. Striking when least expected.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Peter Paton |
7/23/2006 |
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Susan
You need to go off on a tangent of your own design, to crack the monotony and routine of everyday life...
We are only in a rut, if we allow ourself to become mired in it...
Peter |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
7/23/2006 |
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Deep and dramatic Susan and I can feel that a lot of thought and emotion went into the writing of this one.
Fee |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
7/23/2006 |
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| A painful write on how an unhappy relationship affects everyone. This will touch the hearts of many that read it and can relate to those circumstances. |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
7/23/2006 |
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| The whole damn poem is quotable. Jeez! I was in need of this poem at this time at this place from one of my very favorite poets. Now!!! What a poem, it took the reader (me) on a hell of a life trip with sadness and pain paying court to the old and the waiting, the waiting for death's easy way of cutting you loose from ungrateful kids and a crazy fucked-up world. EXCUSE the F word, but Susan, it was the only word that fit. Fantastic job here . . . |
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