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Elisabeth Barstowe, click here
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I'm made up of words you know,
page up and page down of
recorded observations,
thoughts and ideas,
and yes, sometimes
experience.
I look around me and
observe what I see,
injustice turns my blood to boil
and make me see red.
I put this on paper
hoping to shed a seed
grow an idea
move the paradigm.
I dream worlds of words
and see them in colors,
like tapestries of abundance
a dream weaver of time,
ethereal plane and space.
Take note, read me,
I implore
my message stated
in lines
to open a door
to move
to places
never seen before.
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
8/3/2010 |
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| Elisabeth, we know the sword is no match for the power of the pen, the written word my friend. Stated with true conviction and from a principled base. Joy, love and peace be yours. Jon Michael |
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| Reviewed by D Johnson |
7/26/2010 |
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...and your words do move me, well done.
Cheers,
Dan |
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| Reviewed by Paul Judges |
7/26/2010 |
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| An excellent piece of writing, Elisabeth |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
7/25/2010 |
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Ah so true Elizabeth, and every word is of importance.
Newfie Hugs, Rose |
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| Reviewed by Art Sun |
7/25/2010 |
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| The eyes of the poet can see more than the average thought..to decipher the world is to reach for more than the norm...one must strive to change the world even if but within a written thought..nice work Elizabeth... |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
7/25/2010 |
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As the writer writes to impart knowledge, we read to learn...
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
7/25/2010 |
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...and words do indeed have those powers, Elisabeth. Such a thoughtful, worthwhile piece of writing.
John |
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