|Reviewed by jude forese
|it seems the only option is a soft landing ... hope you find your target ...|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Well expressed....welcome back.....happy you landed safe back on AD :)!!
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Welcome back Cedric the Third, never mind your parachute, mine is big enough for both of us...hang on.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Reasons are many, but facing the truth is always better for all concerned.....
|Reviewed by blue soplain
|concur with Richard; great to read of you again. ..
this is so intimate and real; vivid and visceral. .. a soft serenade of surrender, and not in the beauetiful kind, but the near hopeless sort that renders you powerless; and YOU can never be that. ..
a too surreal dreamworld. ..
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|yes when marraiges or even relationships with any kind of love fall apart someone has to pay the price...when children are involved they usually pay the highest but sometimes the price the children pay for them staying together is even greater....Good write Cedric...been a while, I have missed you.
|Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
|I remember those days. Lady J|
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten
|I could feel myself rising with each word, like the exhaust from a hot air balloon, pushing me toward the blue, in your skies!
Love and Peace~
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|A lot of pure, simple angst is laced throughout this one, my friend . . . Blue is the word . . .|
|Reviewed by Charlie
|And I don't need a parachute, because poems like this are a trampoline that makes me feel like I'm soaring--but in reality, I'm just falling upward towards the blue, blue parachute of your sky.
Your lines are exquisite, even in your pain. I hope this net of poetry we weave really does fling you back up into the sky.
You were a gift to me from someone's opened "treasure chest of authors"--It is a gift I enjoy! --Charlie
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Powerfully moving and meaningful, Cedric. Love and blessings to you,
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
This is powerful...especially
"...alcohol makes us family
washing over failed marriages
until home is nothing more
than a preposition...." WOW
Deep pain in these lines, alone.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|Deeply personal and starkly realistic. There is a distinct aroma in this write that describes well someones wounded heart consigned to being emotionally withdrawn. Good to read you again!
Thanksgiving blessings ...