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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
10/7/2009 |
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This has a lonely ring about it. I like the thoughtful feel to this poem. Hugs,
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green |
10/6/2009 |
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| <3 T a n t a l i z i n g <3 |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
10/5/2009 |
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| the metaphoric glue of your imagery and contemplative motif adheres effortlessly to the structure of your perceptions ... |
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| Reviewed by Cryssa C |
10/5/2009 |
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This piece seems to be somewhat veiled...yet to me had a sense of melancholy to it--of someone burning the midnight oil and "waxing" philosophical during the insomnia of the wee hours of the morning. I know that feeling well... hee, hee.. maybe that is why I got that sense from your poem. AT any rate, I loved the last two lines and the sense of hope they give to the reader.
Cryssa :~) |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge |
10/5/2009 |
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| It's mysterious Kate, almost like the way Nostrodameous saw his visions in water or fire. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
10/5/2009 |
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| Quite an intriguing piece, Kosmic Kate. |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
10/5/2009 |
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| Such a lonely feel to this. Very nicely done, Kate. |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
10/5/2009 |
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Kate, I felt that way leaving a pub in Ireland's Cork, the leprechauns around didn't help nothing to clear my continuum!
Georg
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
10/4/2009 |
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wonderfully surreal, kate.
always a pleasure,
carolyn |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
10/4/2009 |
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| Kate, I love your opening lines...such beautiful imagery. I started to say they were my favorite lines, but changed my mind...the whole poem is just lovely. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
10/4/2009 |
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| with you every line is a winner,Kate! I felt like I was floating over waves of warm caramel with golden sunbeams making everything sparkle;-)luv how you eliminate separation... |
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| Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg |
10/4/2009 |
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| seems much waiting has been done |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
10/4/2009 |
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love the dreaminess of this-my favorite lines:
outlines of far countries sleeping
under tender lids of night |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
10/4/2009 |
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| great journey. Liz |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Engler |
10/4/2009 |
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| Great images from the eye of the midnight flame to dismantling hazy borders, an allegory for the weakness that holds us apart that will dissolve to bring us together. Great meaning...........Jerry |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/4/2009 |
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Kate,
The opening line is magnet and everything after that hooks and holds and we travel to where you send us, not just across "far countries sleeping..." but the universe itself, and where we finally come together as one. Oh yes!
John |
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| Reviewed by Lori Moore |
10/4/2009 |
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| The midnight flame dawning is a beautiful image. The idea of dismantling the hazy borders between together and apart reveals your wonderful creativity. |
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| Reviewed by Ted Bossis |
10/4/2009 |
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| Yes we have another transformational release of the senses.~.(SenSitive_Kate )voel*ted |
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| Reviewed by Carole Mathys |
10/4/2009 |
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"dismantling hazy borders between
together and apart" those two line touch something deep within me, Kate...gorgeous poem!
Carole~ |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/4/2009 |
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Wow, sweet Kate, this one really spoke deeply to me. I sensed a certain longing for love...distant love perhaps, either separated by those tendrils of miles or the frontiers of time. Either way you outdid yourself and left so much for mind and heart to ponder.
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Pops |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
10/4/2009 |
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| The light of your life shines in this pondering write. |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
10/4/2009 |
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I stare at the eye of the midnight flame...
Kate, a great way to slip into this thoughtful and fascinating poem.
-gene. |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
10/4/2009 |
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| Sometimes when we ponder too much we wind up with ponder whiplash. I know I do. Still I ponder, as do you, Kate. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
10/4/2009 |
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Wonderful write, Kate; well done! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D |
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