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| Reviewed by Joyce Bowling |
10/11/2006 |
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Very good write...I too am from Kentucky and remain here today...we moved to Ohio when I was a small child, but moved back shortly thereafter, I love my heritage and was raised with much hard work in the garden, house, barn and this list could go on and on. But I'm not going to complain because I have a farm today, and I love working it. I relate well to your writing...glad I checked your page out feel free to visit my page I think you'll find that we have many things in common. I am from Clay County/Manchester Kentucky where I still reside....
Blessings to you from Ky.
Joyce Bowling |
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| Reviewed by Henry Lefevre |
10/30/2004 |
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| Reviewed by Kay P Devenish |
10/29/2004 |
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I am so glad I stopped by to read this delightful poem.
Best wishes
from
kay |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
10/29/2004 |
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| You have created a harvest of good will with your delightful rendition of a farmers daily chores and his prayer to God for his good fortune. |
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| Reviewed by andrea coltman |
10/29/2004 |
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| Wonderful imagery here Tommy...enjoyed...best wishes Andrea |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Richerson |
10/27/2004 |
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| Tommy, this is awesome! Don't know how I missed it earlier. I lived in Kentucky for seven years, Louisville & Frankfort, and miss it this time of year. Fabulous write!! Dawn |
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
10/25/2004 |
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Yes the harvest is taken from the fields one more time, placed in the cribs until usage.
There's a home felt warmth in the scent of the plowed earth, that stops us in our path to give thanks where it's due. And we do...all the while the sweat is pouring off our brows and the salt is drying to form lines around our necks. Our backs are aching but through it all..we just can't wait to feel that dirt under our tires again next year...
...and we sigh just before we retreat to the dinner table, and again give thanks and feed on the blessings we've been so richly provided.
An awe inspiring write!
Lisa |
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| Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger |
10/24/2004 |
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| Tommy, there isn’t any better feeling than working the farm! Although I did grow up in the city, I have spent many a day out on the farmland. Hopefully you have a newer version of the faithful John Deer’s tractors. This poetic treat was a pleasure to read, and the beautiful rolling hills of the Kentucky countryside is a wonderful reminder of how lucky and thankful one should be whenever one has a good growing season, my friend. Thank you for sharing this piece. Take care and be well. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
10/24/2004 |
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I really enjoyed the simple beauty of this fantastic poem
So wonderfully spoken! thanks John...good to read you again! |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
10/24/2004 |
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makes me wish i was in old kentucky again; wonderful imagery in this splendid poem!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by Jane Rodway |
10/24/2004 |
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| This was like walking beside someone telling a story- well-done! |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
10/24/2004 |
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(((john)))
nice to see you again; i've missed you :)
a very earthy poem that is marvelously crafted; well done, poet!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :) |
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| Reviewed by Nordette Adams |
10/24/2004 |
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| Very people of the land, salt of the earth. I could really feel this poem. Excellent imagery. Well-crafted. |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
10/24/2004 |
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Oh this is beautifully doen the imagery is stunning I could feel thac John Deere shaking and moving under me!!
I love driving a tractor..it is such big fun!!
Hait feet even teeht covered in dust...and when you smile you get those funny muddy swaety dust lines on your face!!
Then you know you did a reat job that day....right??
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie |
10/24/2004 |
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Excellently Expressed John, I could see the imagery so clearly. loved it,
Reindeer |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
10/24/2004 |
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| I see that the tobacco-haters have picketed you. This poem has been up since yesterday and you have only two comments? And those very same people like to tell the world how diverse and open-minded they are. Balderdash!!! |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
10/24/2004 |
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| Great capture of the life of a farmer! |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
10/24/2004 |
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| A marvelous ode to the fall harvest, Tommy, and a heartfelt prayer at the end. |
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