|Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson
|what silence in the mind can do
excellent piece of work
|Reviewed by RM Green
|Truly an awesome write by an equally awesome poet! It speaks to my deep belief in spiritual realm... haunting indeed!
|Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow
|There are many ghosts to be found in an empty bedroom....I do relate to that totally...
|Reviewed by J M
|haunting effect and almost cyrptic,,,,style you do these well Eileen.........|
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Oh wow! This is a wonderful write...a bit mystical. Love is great, and the wait for that special someone to return is sometimes more than enough to conjure up the ghosts of old memories.
Great write...enjoyed it much.
|Reviewed by SaPAth AnANd
|Lovely write Eileen!!!
|Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
|Well written my friend! Love Holly|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Reviewed by Rusty Daily
|Until he is back with you again
and loves permeation spreads its
heady essence throughout the room
to overcome all unwanted hauntings
A very well worded poem. I especially liked this last verse.
|Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks
|New place, new "creaks", huh Eileen? :o) As a widow, I've learned to live with the darkness of night; it has become my time of peaceful solitude...or for reading a good book. Cheers, my friend...this too will pass.
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Bear your sins before the Lord for He knows them already,|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|You trying to tell us that your new residence is haunted...cool, get some pictures...;) Though it seems a kinda dark write for someone as bright as you...Ed|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
|Oh what love can do!!! Scare ghouls away too? One learns, dear minx, one learns. Victor|
|Reviewed by Dawn Richerson
|creepy feel to this one, which is packed with excellent word choice and images, Eileen. makes me want to yank in the poem and pull this gal back to the light, having known the darker obsession of love. Dawn|
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|I sleep with my laptop, if she ain't here, then me ipod audiobooks.
Ever noticed when you just get interested in a programme, you fall asleep...
Kinda gothical poem tiggs, stay out of the woods..
|Reviewed by CJ Heck
|A great poem to make us think -- very nice job, Eileen. Why is it that love causes us to feel such extremes? Radiant joy or deepest dispair ...