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| Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci |
11/30/2012 |
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I do enjoy seeing fields of tall grass bending with the breezes!
Love ya!
Jane |
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| Reviewed by Joy Hale |
11/11/2012 |
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Asa,
So much has already been said about your splendid poem that it is hard not to repeat what another has said. I feel that you have written "Grass" on a spiritual plane and one of yearning; I also sense your pain between the lines. You have grown into a fine poet with a style that is yours alone. Please continue writing!
Joy L. Hale |
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| Reviewed by Fakhre Hyder |
11/9/2012 |
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Good thing to recite, beautiful rhythmic words to sing under the blue sky.
Well wisher of art
Fakhre Hyder (Poems reciter) |
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| Reviewed by Thomasena Martin-Johnson |
10/7/2012 |
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| Very thought provoling about how we take things for granted. Suppose we were the grass...Some of may feel like we are grass sometimes, being a cushion for all to walk. |
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| Reviewed by Odin Roark |
9/5/2012 |
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| The personification of grass is both unique and inspiring for anyone appreciating raw nature. We'd never think of cutting down grass in the forest, save for fire prevention reasons, but in civilization, it's the norm. The question of how turfs coiffed each week feel about having their wildness tamed by such brute force is beautifully answered here. Keep up the fresh and challenging work. It's appreciated. |
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| Reviewed by Mary Cecil |
9/1/2012 |
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Quite a spiritual feel to this.The world and everything in it is truly connected.
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| Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams |
8/19/2012 |
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| Asa you gift us with a new dimension of thinking. You see the obvious and smack us right between our unseeing eyes with it. Thanks so much for the wake up calls on the truly simple things. Be well, Kathy |
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| Reviewed by Valerie Crader |
8/14/2012 |
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| Thank you Asa, for inviting me over to review your work. This is awesome! You are most creative, when you can write about grass from the ground up in such intelligent, expressive poetic way. Fabulous job! |
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| Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain-Baello |
8/14/2012 |
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| Crafty and remarkably unique idea of writing from the point of view of the grass and expressing its thoughts in marvelous poetic lines. A great work indeed. |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
7/30/2012 |
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Grass by any other name is called a “weed.” When we plant it, nurture it, and mow it, we call it “grass.” But when it seeds itself and grows on private property, that it is truly a “weed.”
Are we two faced or what? A great metaphor expressed.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Linda Hill |
7/28/2012 |
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Asa,
Very powerful and profound~! You have the ability to put yourself in place of in this case 'grass' and actually 'feel' what it must feel. Amazing writing, my friend.
Many blessings,
+Linda |
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| Reviewed by Mendy Thompson |
6/20/2012 |
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Asa,
I have read through some of your work and it is very powerful. Continue writing and sharing your talent with all of us!
God's blessings...
Mendy |
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| Reviewed by Shirley Houston |
5/28/2012 |
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| Deep! |
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| Reviewed by Denise Nowakowski |
5/28/2012 |
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| Poetic and realistic beauty of thought, vision and hope. Inspirational. |
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| Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley |
4/22/2012 |
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| Very insightful metaphorically and otherwise. Beautiful thank you, your son is very talented and I note self-reflection. Love and Light |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bell |
4/15/2012 |
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FROM WHATEVER ANGLE I LOOK AT THIS WORK...METEPHORICALY OR REALITY...IT IS PROFOUND. IN THIS SHARING THE GIFT THAT GOD HAS PLACED IN YOU IS OVERFLOWING WITH POETICAL SPLENDOR. THANK YOU, SON, AND MANY, MANY BLESSINGS. LOVE AND FAITH...
JOYCE(MOM)*HIS INSPIRATIONS |
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| Reviewed by Laurel Lamperd |
3/31/2012 |
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A powerful beginning to a poem. Laurel
It's a shame that
I can't talk or walk
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| Reviewed by Suzie Palmer |
3/23/2012 |
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Totally agree, Dear Asa!!
~~ Thank you Dearly for sharing Asa's exquisite poetry, Beautiful Mum of such a Divine Soul with a brilliant voice that has a glorious mission!! |
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| Reviewed by Ruan Burke |
3/23/2012 |
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There is a vast spectrum of meaning within your words, Asa.
The contrasting joy of nature and then the sorrow that so little is truly uninhibited any more. The acknowledgement of meekest of living things and how it might feel to be thus.
This poem is surprisingly and refreshingly understated - Almost like meditation. Left me feeling very calm and serene.
You have a real way with words and, as always, they are a joy to read. |
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| Reviewed by Inspire Hope |
11/5/2011 |
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Powerful and impacting are these words so profoundly penned conveying more than a lament.....warning and wise counsel...."how unfair it is to cut...anything...that grows " Oh what powerful words...Asa ! May Abba Father's presence continually surround and sustain you always ! Thank you so much for sharing and for caring !
Much Love,
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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
11/2/2011 |
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| Very profound. One can read different messages into this prolific poem. Prison takes the human out of people and they become a number,,,someone to be degraded and disposed of it whim. Yet there are those who rise above it all and reach out, gving something vital back . ASA Is a survivor and he shares his gift with us through you. Blessings to you both...M |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
11/2/2011 |
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| This young man is growing by leaps and bounds. Metaphorical beauty indeed. You should both be proud of this work. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner |
11/1/2011 |
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There is so much to lament on, both for Asa and the agony an love of an unconditional mum.
To cut... anything that grows, is more profound than many may realise.
It just shows that gaol of the mind is worse than freedom of ones mind.
Turns my thoughts to Oscar Wilde and the ballad of reading gaol.
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
10/23/2011 |
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| Joyce, the man and the poet grow and mature -- a well though out metaphor from Asa -- please convey my appreciation of this work to him -- I bid you love and peace my dear friend- -- Jon Michael |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
10/19/2011 |
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| Such a voice of seeing beyond the tight confines is this, Joyce - and appreciating the beauty of freedoms. Such sensitivity of mind, heart and soul can never be imprisoned. This speaks of real understanding and of a searching that goes beyond one's own imposed constraints. And the knowledge that growth and change is inherent in all of us and can never be denied. May Asa continued to be blessed and encouraged wherever he is. Thank you so much for sharing his deeply personal work, Joyce. xx |
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| Reviewed by David Young |
10/18/2011 |
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| So we grow inside divine potentials that sometimes society shears us back with this hell that resides inside the shell smothering our dreams. Enjoyed this. |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
10/17/2011 |
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How very astute you are, Asa! This is beautiful poetry! You speak so eloquently through your quill...a voice well worth listening to. Keep on writing, Asa, you have a gift!
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Daniel Keith |
10/16/2011 |
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I can see that Asa is growing into an excellent poet. This is one of his best. If grass could talk, hmmmm, I think Asa found it. May God bless you every day of your life.
Daniel |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
10/16/2011 |
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| Man cuts down everything that grows. Insightful and so true. People, dreams, hopes, needs, the list is endless. Love it. Liz |
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| Reviewed by Morning Star |
10/16/2011 |
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Asa its truly talented this piece is awesome!
Visuals beauty and so much depth
inspiring verse has left me breathless
Outstanding Write...Hugssss :)
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| Reviewed by Debbie Lacy |
10/16/2011 |
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Awesome! Like leaves, grass has a purpose too! It overlays the land in it's pretty green splendor but the root of it all is that it keeps growing, and growing even when its cut;a diplayed brilliance that is here for all of us to enjoy. Very lovely poem and thanks for sharing it Joyce! :) Peace and blessings to you and yours.
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/16/2011 |
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Joyce,
Please tell Asa i admire this fine work,
he has searched for and found deeper feeling
and finer expression here than in previous work
and that is very satisfying.
John |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
10/16/2011 |
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| VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!!! 'wishing I was born on unfound land'---- I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
10/15/2011 |
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There is much to reflect upon in these verses, Joyce. Thank you to you and to Asa; and love and blessings as well,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Z McClure |
10/15/2011 |
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I too have felt this longing just to be myself, and to be allowed to thrive...without oppression. Some people act as if they own this earth- but GOD owns it, and generously shares it. The meek SHALL inherit this earth...someday. Brilliant poem. Profoundly deep and personal.
~Z.B.McClure |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
10/15/2011 |
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Asa is right on target with this heartfelt writing. Some day in the Earth's future there will be no more oxygen. Hopefully it never comes to that.
GOD BLESS YOU Joyce and Asa too.
Tony |
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| Reviewed by Laura Fall |
10/15/2011 |
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Wonderfully written and so meaningful truly a great poem Laura
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
10/15/2011 |
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| Nicely done. |
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| Reviewed by Kay P Devenish |
10/15/2011 |
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This moved me it had so much beauty in it and also so much of your tender heart.One of my favorite reads in a long time.
Hugs
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Kay |
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