|Reviewed by Ed J.
|We dismiss much, sometimes too much caring for another and only after we are separated from the situation do we realize our own mistake in that. Wonderful write.
|Reviewed by Art Sun
|There is a time when we all find that our own mind can take the reality of things and twist them into whatever we wish for them to be...sometimes we fault ourselves even though it takes more than one to create those thoughts...
nice work Dawn...
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|I love this POEM!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|Everyone has these opposites and you express that with great emotion. I read your comment to all readers. I think a good mark of a writer is being able to write sad when you are happy and vice versa. Nicely penned!
|Reviewed by E. Richardson
|I see you continue to write with depth and verve my friend...this is outstanding!|
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Fabulously wrought, Dawn. So acute. Yes, it would seem that so many men only see themselves and so many women only see the men in their life. But we can't blame anyone for the choices we make as to WHAT we see or hear, absolutely spot on. You do good with your people-watching.. Perhaps, in a Buddhist life, you'd be a fly on the wall! :)) xx|
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|You summed up your poetry to perfection... always that little ironic contradiction that makes me go...Ah! To see life as it really is...a talent you have, and in expressing it.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|A bit of self introspection here, Dawn, and you do this so very well . . . Another good'n . . .|
|Reviewed by L Hippler
|Another great job of capturing and displaying a touching moment, Dawn.|
|Reviewed by David Hightower
|Dawn - Excellent poem on our societies love affair with self-absorption.
These lines say it all:
always busy searching for yourself,
as if you couldnt know who and what you were.
So busy searching, you never did see me.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|If the truth be known, far too many are interested only in themselves as opposed to reaching out to others needs, nicely said...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Dawn, a strong commentary on selfishness and the closed heart and indeed on what the selfish miss out on - love.
|Reviewed by Shedding Light
|There is much truth in this. I really love it!!!
Harold M. Nash
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|funny-the twists and turns taken in relationships-well expressed-good insite|
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|I would just like to thank everyone so much for reading and commenting..but please know that I am fine and things are going well! This poem was not written about me or about anything that I am going through. I love psychology, studying relationships, and the human condition...and that is what I have written about, but know that I am happy that my work brings forth such strong feelings. Thank you!|
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|Dawn you have birthed this like a baby. Please relax. I can feel the pain of the labor through the verses.|
|Reviewed by Darryn Murphy
|Reviewed by F William Broome
|Your well chosen words speak for so many of us. Would that we had a chalk board where bad relationships could be erased, and not even the residue seen! I'm at a disadvantage never having gone through this kind of healing, but have been close to many who have. Thank you for a crisp and clear statement of how it is with too many.
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Dawn, I wish to echo Amber: I like everything you write.
There's a lot of heart in what you write, and a lot of wisdom.
And of course a lot of what it takes to pull it all together:
immense talent. -gene.
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Great writing sweet lady as alwayss.....Hugssssss|
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|Amen to this excellently composed write
we do tend to be blinded
to certain facts that surround us
Love & peace
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Deep and self searching but also with a resigned acceptance, often we are blinded by love and only see the hidden flaws when the novelty of love wears off and reality sets in. Well written almost like reading a letter to a lover.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
This one is powerfully penned; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|My sweet lovely friend, Yes Love is blind, We do only see and hear what we want, when we are deeply in love, that no reason or rhyme can be made of it. Afterthoughts, do make sense however of why and what we did not get from the relationship...It took me two years to get over this man that started my poetry career...lol I wrote from the pain of that relationship and voila, it is where I am now with my writing, so I salute all the men that have given me pain, for now I have more wisdom and knowledge (not done yet of course) to share with my readers as you are right now. We are but a mere moment in time, sweetie, and next year you will be writing from your wisdom and enlightenment. I love your work, and I stress that you never stop. I enjoy everything you write.
Much peace, love, and light, and Ciao,
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Much wisdom in this sage poem on unrequited love.|
|Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce
I'm sooooo guilty of this!!!
This poem is a good reminder to everyone to pay attention to their friends!!! Thank you so much, Dawn, for this fantastic write!!! This is full of meaning, and can be read in so many ways!!!
Sandie Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
I think of the saying 'Love is blind', your words bring sadness and are moving!
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|Dawn I never really thought of it until you wrote it but you are telling the truth as we are all guilty of it. Thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|Oh is true wisely spoken in this piece. Beautiful and touching Dawn, well done. Love, Bonnie|
|Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines
|Do we? This is a cool poem, Dawn. He is so busy searching for himself that he cannot see you. But you obviously knew this and your wisdom and insight will not allow you to share the blame (think about it). He lives in a fantasy world where nobody is in his mirror, apparently. We must allow those fantasy people to walk on by, for now. Maybe they will wake up some day, and maybe they will find us. Will we still be waiting? Maybe not. Write on :-)