|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Deborah Munson (Reader)
|Vivid imagery you pen. I could feel the hot wind in my dark locks as well with my heart grasping each line of yearning as you weaved it down to acceptance. Well Done! Deborah|
|Reviewed by Roger Ochs
|Intense. Cathartic (I hope). An extraordinary glimpse into your soul and I salute your bravery in opening like this.|
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|I feel the emotions from within,,, sad heart & thoughts blowin' in the wind.|
|Reviewed by blue soplain
|a beautifully broken write.
mingled with some wishful inking.
|Reviewed by ~ Chanti
|You knew 'him' for nearly twenty years, worked with him, became friends, shared many memories. His death was a shock to me, far more so for you. I know that you handle most traumatic experiences pragmatically and this is no exception but I also know that this poem is a reflection of your inner state...as usual extremely well penned. Yes our 'lives' are all that matters.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Intense and strong like the very winds themselves of which you write. The power of thought when it concerns this world and the next is as firece as any gales that can blow sweeping in changes where they are most needed. Well written Edwin...good to see you posting again.
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
|Reflecting on the death of a friend is always hard, especially dying in that awful way. Your poem touched my heart.