|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|Many could be and are not, many miss the call and do, many are satisfied to remain as they are and lose.
Wonderful prose Odin to enlighten others
Love and Light
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
some never find who they are even when it is almost to late.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|I'm a living legend when it comes to wasting decades and decades of time searching streets and highways of America for a person I was trying to find . . . me. Unfortunately I was well into old age by the time I found myself. Am I sorry I wasted those years? No, because it was what I was supposed to do. What would have been worse would have been to not have cared one way or the other who the real me was. Like Richard, the last five lines reached out and grabbed me.|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I was wondering where you were leading. My uncle George was a medic in World War I. He was stone cold crazy and carried around a money bag filled with rare coins because after he lost everything in the stock market in 1929 he didn't trust banks or paper money.
They say he was shellshocked. Just another name for PTSD.
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|Smart imagery juxtaposing what your protagonist dreams and what exists as the reality. The last stanza was unexpected, Odin, and moved me in multitudinous ways. Forging forward with the banners of our dreams unfurled is efficacious as long as there is focus and vigor. A toast to purposefulness, clearheadedness, and unwavering verve. A fine insight. richard|