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3/16/2003 |
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| lovely noir poem. |
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3/14/2003 |
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| speaks to all of the senses...and spirit |
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| Reviewed by Regina Pounds |
3/14/2003 |
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perfect tempo, Richard...well done!
Gina |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
3/14/2003 |
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you got tha beat......of distant drums....very nice on my musical ear this one
love
tinka |
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| Reviewed by Micha Julian |
3/14/2003 |
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tempo ...yes, drumbeat-like to me/and painful/captures the pain of...the 'forgotten...' & fells as if...IT IS...
"calling
the stolen soul
from dark
dreams..."
haunting/painful pounding...
perfectly written, damn..
wept
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| Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader) |
3/14/2003 |
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"calling
the stolen soul "
there seems to be a lot of regret in these lines richard...
"by forgotten
lights...." I hope you do recall the light..find it again...keep it in your heart...great poem...even if I read it wrong..always strong powerful words come from your soul..Floria |
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| Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie |
3/14/2003 |
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I loved the rythmn of this poem! Just rocks!
Reindeer |
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| Reviewed by Oisín Breen |
3/14/2003 |
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| ah beautiful pounding beat! |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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Richard, this is good. I just did some research on voodoo and Marie Laveau of New Orleans for a book. I can hear the drums in your poem.
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