|Reviewed by Jaclynn Huntington
|Oh, Retta! You covered these feeling perfectly! My mother once said I was at war with myself because I couldn't figure out who I was.
|Reviewed by ***** ********* (Reader)
|Reindeer, this is a very powerful poem, very powerful! A wonderful synthesis of art and thought revealing a tortured psyche! Bravo!|
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|A beautiful poem that speaks loudly because it speaks softly. Saying it poorly, but you know what I mean. Blessings, Pea|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|Spoke to my soul, a compelling, emotive write, Retta.|
|Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*®
|A well-written, introspective piece.
|Reviewed by Kay P Devenish
|The others have said it all.
An awesome write!
|Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya
|Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper
|Retta, now this is amazing. Seems like we both had a "who am I," on our minds. I wrote mine before I read yours. Anyway I can relate to your excellent expression here. hugs G|
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
|YOU Are What (God)Created In Beginning, You
Are What You Became In The End__
Me I Would Not Want To Be Celebrity Nor Known Hero, Only That I Did Something Good/Kind, That I Helped A Little Child(ren), Knowing In The End I Was Still Me, TRASK_
I Was Free Of This Satan's Holy Hell World_
That's Who I Am & I Am Truly Free!!!!
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Very well done Retta...I ask my self that question many times!!
|Reviewed by Handsum Hart
|a moving write, I ask myself often, who I am, as most people probably do. peace|
|Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
|Excellant work, awesome expression and chilling and haunting imagery Lady Retta! We all have a identity crisis of sorts at one time or another, alas 'tis maybe sad but true..."only we ever really truly deep down know ourselves!"
|Reviewed by Jenni Kalicharan
|Reindeer, this is such a deep poem. I think we all have to do an identity search at some point...
|Reviewed by Kate Clifford
|Excellent capture of self exploration.|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|Wonderful write Retta! I agree with Amor's comments. Yes, it's only you who will know yourself best. Others will get to know you once you know yourself, but not until then.
Love your write, we've all been there.
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|You have expressed this so well, Retta. Who can define you when you have yet not? How can one know your heart when they have not lived it. Only genuine emotion can surface lighter than air and straight to the top with expressions such as this. Excellent work. So glad to be back.
|Reviewed by Marlene Dawn
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Reindeer, you always echo what I'm feeling;-) you come up with some of the best lines, Kudo's to you!|
|Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
|My name slides off me <----Damn what A fine line that is.....Another fantastic Retta write.....ty, Dani|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|"How to relate to those
Who want to know me?
When others feel nothing-
See nothing but their own images,
Reflected in opaque hate-
I forget who I am,
My name slides off me,
And I don’t recognize,
The face in the mirror… "
this is so beautiful and heartfelt!