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| Reviewed by Amor Sabor |
2/11/2011 |
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Carole, your words are magical in their content and the images are beautiful upon the mind and imagination.
Amor |
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| Reviewed by Regis Schilken |
1/12/2011 |
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How true, how true is "Drawer of Memories" in all of our lives as we grow interminably older.
Rege |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
10/27/2010 |
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Carole, oh so well written, line after line:
teased and taunted his every thought...
What a joy to share these sweet memories with you.
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
10/27/2010 |
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You have very effectively recalled the moments of passion and shared them vividly via your verses here, Carole. Very well done. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Jon Willey |
10/8/2010 |
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| Carole, you opened your drawer of memories and shared romance and a real life love affair with us. He was a man most fortunate to have won your love. Passion has filled in the lines with words from your soul. As with all the best rewards of life, the drawer now opened releases it store, its treasure of,"smiles,tears and sweet memories". You have captured all with your pen. May love and peace be yours my dear friend. Jon Michal |
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| Reviewed by Paul Judges |
10/7/2010 |
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| Powerfully charged memories, Carole....well written. |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
10/6/2010 |
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treasured memories of a life well lived...
peerless writing, carole.
be well,
carolyn |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
10/6/2010 |
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| Wow,Carole,this is exceptional!I love the capture of magical mystery nights, from sights,scents,sounds,etc. Your drawer holds a myriad of wondrous memories! |
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| Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather |
10/3/2010 |
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| unexpected vignettes..... a drawer of memories,better than a scrap book. so beautifully written ~ Morgan |
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| Reviewed by pat medlin |
10/3/2010 |
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| my mind was right there in the middle of your wonderfully wistful words... i'm on my 3rd drawer of memories...each more beautiful than the previous...and i never imagined that pj's or flannel gowns could create quite the same...so avoid them at all costs |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) |
10/3/2010 |
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| Oh my this is beautiful writing sweet lady..Hugss |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
10/3/2010 |
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I believe if we have had that kind of passion, we can have it again. It has no age boundary..I love the way you wrote this, it is filled with amazing qualities and memories we can all relate to.
Wonderful work here, Carole..
Much peace, love and light,
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
10/3/2010 |
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| VERY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/3/2010 |
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Carole this is one of the most beautiful memories poems I have had the pleasure to read...it captures the feeling of the moment so perfectly. I think we all have our own memory drawer with both the good and bad memories tucked inside but the trick to remember is there is always room for tomorrow's memories as well.
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/2/2010 |
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"...a faint scent escapes...' how perfect that is!
Elegant writing, Carole, the recall is both intense and wistful and finely realised.
John |
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
10/2/2010 |
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This is a beautiful and deep poem, solemn words and eloquently spoken. My first thought as I began reading was oh, to have those memories must be amazing, it must be heavenly. How about you fill your drawer with some new ones and carry on!
Blessings,
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| Reviewed by Art Sun |
10/2/2010 |
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| Memories...to grasp that scent of the past is to have felt those past thoughts and realities within the very core of the soul...nice touch to this poem Carol... |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
10/2/2010 |
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| It is amazing how much a drawer can hold, if we just look and remember..this is simply exquisite Carole~ |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
10/2/2010 |
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| Ah, this is filled with so much remembered passion, Carole. I love this side of you. Though the youthful passion has waned, it is the memories and the dreams that sustain her through the ages. |
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| Reviewed by Mark Lichterman |
10/2/2010 |
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Carole, what a sweet, lovely poem. But you know what? Though that black negligee may not cling to what used to be that now may be an inch or two or possibly lower, or in places that may have thickened, but to this older guy, the beauty of whom is now older, to this older guy is not diminished but changed in a softer, more gentle way. And those velvet nights? They are, at least for this older guy, those velvet nights can still be as thrilling as all those many years ago.
Your friend; Mark |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
10/2/2010 |
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Lovely write, Carole! Memories are so precious! And more often than not the most ordinary thing can trigger the fondest memory. Enjoyed this!
Anna |
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| Reviewed by TONY NERONE |
10/2/2010 |
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Hi Carole, You wrote this so well I felt aroused just thinking of you in your memories.
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY |
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