|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|Bad memories go away so
that *George* can play!
|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|War is a horror, my late husband had nightmares
He could not even sit with his back to a door
He always had to be facing it with his back to
Love and Light
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|Very nice!!!!! I like this!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
|George memories i used to sleep a little below a battery of 105's
|Reviewed by pat medlin
|so many can't even imagine...i liked this george|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|It's hard to imagine what it was that like to charge across a battlefield armed only with a musket, saber or knife, facing cannon fire. The sound of the projectiles alone would elicit enough fear to stop the charge. Glad that I only heard them at celebrations and the time one scared the hell out of me announcing the evening at Fort Santiago, Manila, the Philippines.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|You brought up the fact, George, that the innocent little cannon was a harbinger of something very bad.|
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Such vivid memories triggered by something so innocent...a toy..
Powerful poetry my friend...
Peace, love and light,