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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
1/27/2009 |
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| well done |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
1/25/2009 |
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| well expressed--wonderful to spend time pondering! |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
1/25/2009 |
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| There is a peacefulness in watching the little critters at play or in flight. Man will never reach that state of near perfection. Their mental makeup--like high-tech computers--has exceeded intellectual need so that life has become one giant jigsaw puzzle--too often without direction. |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
1/25/2009 |
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Once, the ghost people, told me in a dream that here in this world we had people more blind that the the ones with the blindness affliction, they was the people that don't wanted to see.
Your poem call that memory, as it should.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
1/25/2009 |
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I hope in the next level, people won't be so blind
I love this poem, Theresa. I can understand it. Thank you for sharing your philosophical perspective. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
1/25/2009 |
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Thank you Theresa as it is time for people to open their eyes and appreciate with their heart. Thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
1/25/2009 |
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I love the way you sort of float detached from the reality of life to see what we all too often fail to notice. this morning I had the pleasure to look out my back window and once again see three fine white tail deer that I leave treats of apples out for. their world so simple...
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| Reviewed by Bonnie May |
1/25/2009 |
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| I hope so to Theresa for we spend so much time worrying we forget the blessing we have in front of us. Well written and lovely piece. Love and hugs, Bonnie |
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