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| Reviewed by Kay P Devenish |
3/25/2011 |
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| Wow an awesome write,I loved it. |
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| Reviewed by Carole Mathys |
1/27/2011 |
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The mystery of life in the midnight hours in a darken woods...splendid visuals, Eileen, enjoyed it.
Carole~ |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
1/26/2011 |
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| National Geopoetgraphic here at the den. Big kitty is on the prowl. No wonder they call you Tiger Lily. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart |
1/25/2011 |
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| Compelling write, Eileen, Such great descriptives. |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
1/24/2011 |
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| Great visuals and sounds..I feel like I am in the middle of it all! |
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
1/24/2011 |
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| a magical perspective! Morgan |
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
1/24/2011 |
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| Night vision at an intriguing level Eileen. Poetic thoughts wearing the shadowy mystery of the darkeness. Perfect. I bid you love and peace my dear friend. Jon Michael |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
1/24/2011 |
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Wow, this was great < Eileen. Your writing makes everything so vivid.
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY |
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| Reviewed by Amor Sabor |
1/24/2011 |
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I am relegated now to look at things a little differently even in my own back yard come night and see what the shadows prove. Excellent and mystical write, Eileen.
Love, Amor |
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| Reviewed by The Poetess |
1/24/2011 |
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| Well written night prowling. |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
1/24/2011 |
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| mysterious atmosphere in marvelous terms ... |
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
1/24/2011 |
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This is absolutely fantastic! A magical, meditative experience of poetry...
Blessings,
Christine |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
1/24/2011 |
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I can see those eyes looking at me now-Yeow
George |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
1/24/2011 |
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Such a mystical write, ET, I love it! Your descriptive verses makes me feel as though I am right there.
Much peace, love and light,
Amber |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
1/24/2011 |
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The mood in the bedarkened woods
seems sinister and haunting as
slithering entities make their way
Being yer old Werewolf brother, I still love to roam those bedarkened and haunting woods. And me and my mutts still love howlin up at the moon.
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
1/24/2011 |
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Beautifully written, Eileen; I LOVE how you write! Absolutely undone by the beauty of your words! Well done; brava!
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
1/24/2011 |
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| Nicely done. |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
1/24/2011 |
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Nocturnal activities are the challenge;
it's not so much the moonlight as what goes on
beneath it...and now that I've no night vision
I might be better off not knowing.
But I love your poem, Eileen, - chilly and beautiful.
John
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
1/23/2011 |
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| I don't want to live where you live, either, especially if big cats come out to play & make mankind pay...e |
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