|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Somehow I missed this one--unrestrained joy in this; howl on, primal man!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
|Reviewed by Mari Laureano (Reader)
|primal lyrics...jungle drums..the call of the wild. nicely done. **Mari**|
|Reviewed by Katy Walsvik
|There is a quietly but joyfully primal feeling in this.. and your grandson looks to be a bit of the "crackerjack prize"..! What a cutie..Your poem, as always, has form and melody that shines for me. katy. xox|
|Reviewed by richard poor
|very well said....i use to live in bethel/danbury....ages ago.|
|Reviewed by Calendula Petal
|bravo! tis an untamed piece for sure.
as for the picture......adorable.
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Grandson is adorable and the write very good indeed...
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|The savage inside, feared and denied but present just the same! Your grandson is adorable!|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|very good write!! and your grandson is an absolute CUTIE!!!!|