|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
|... Under the magic of synchronization it was revealed...
"A Close Brush With Reality" says it all as poemized and poetized with words dictated by a heart that pumps wisdom.
I have enjoyed the reading of this grandiloquent poetical writing .
Healthy Happy Day.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Thank GOD...... This would shake one up deeply too.
I have been in near collision accidents and piles up before just
reading your poem made me relive the burst of fear and emotion one gets at the site and closeness with a brush of death....
You captured it so well and im so glad Angels guarded you.......
|Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
|Oh my Kate..now I know what Bill Murray wrote about...
I am so glad you are ok...and those last few minutes
before a crash...I am sure your mind just went to so
many places...perhaps it is a message for you to take
some time to find yourself and explore more of what
you could do in this life...I find sometimes these
things happen for a reason...But above all I am really
so happy you escaped injury or worse....I loved how
you expressed yourself here....I could feel your heart
beating fast as you wrote this...be well...hugs...floria
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
number one, glad you're okay
number two, powerful write *shudder*
number three, ((((((HUGS))))))) and love, karla.
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Dear Lady Kate, I read your poem once and it made me sad. I just didn't know what to comment; except glad that it never happened. So
I went away and wrote a new song that is of course sad as usual.
And I titled it "A Time To Remember." Today, for you it is a time to
remember. The comments on this work are really astute. Notice how
the poets went to an expanded effort to comment on it. That is because of the strong identification everyone has with it. They could picture themselves in a similiar place. Myself, I am so thankful your family were not deprived of 'Mom.' And that you are still here at AD with us. You write so very well at whatever you put down on paper. Another writer who has a special touch with words is Patricia (Pat) Gomes ... read her if you get a chance. For some reason I identify you with her. It must be because I consider both of you brilliant writers. I hope your family are involved in your work. I would love to think they urge you to write more and to publish your poetry in some form. I would like to see a book of your poetry hit the market. I really would, and I will gladly buy the first book. Hugs to you and your family,
For some reason you are still my muse. x Bill
|Reviewed by A PAX
|Oh my goodness Kate!!!
Well first off I am glad you were ok. really!!!
Its a gift that we are creatures of condition and can change.....whatever the catalyst and make us realize what we have to do, or redo.........
yes...........this is better!
who needs a dirt nap?
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|"I never got to know my real self
My alter ego
My invisible friend..."
So glad to hear you escaped harm, Kate. And I truly hope you get to know your real self; could be quite an adventure for you!
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
No regrets, no surrender. If we only knew where the charts would take us.
|Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz
|Oh how well I know this kind of feeling, girl.
You did a beautiful job of expressing a true-life
|Reviewed by Calendula Petal
|Sometimes, you have to wonder dont you, well I do...what if....thoughts of, had I been earlier, had I had the kids with me etc etc...sometimes it takes such a jolt, emerging from an illness or escaping death such as you did today, to make us take stock. I did that a few years ago. Ok, I am still the same crazy woman as always, but I have become a little more selfish in my ways, I want to find out what makes me tick, while I can. Also, now you can change things or put things right, which you may never have done, had you not thought of what if. Lol, you know sometimes it does us good to have a long think about us..doesnt it.....please say it does, hehehehe. Ok ok I am rambling, what I am trying to say is...this excellant piece reminded me of me and oops there I go thinking again.|