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| Reviewed by Shirley Houston |
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| Awesome write! I was transported into the forest & his "inner man." |
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| Reviewed by K. Mulroney |
5/22/2011 |
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I missed reading you Jude - but as always the message is a soul searching one. This reminds of the one person I am fighting for. All the injustices done to him. His only weakness was being a man-child. When he exercised the lost child in him, they crucified the man part of him. I am but one person but I will not let his memory die because I have been there and still am. And like him, I am told to stop living in a lost childhood, be the adult I have grown to be. No. If the child in us hides in the closet of fear, the adult in us will never reach its potential. Loved your work as I always have and I am glad to be back to read more.
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| Reviewed by Dawn Anderson |
2/22/2008 |
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| So beautiful...in imagery, in verse. It reads so peacefully...almost as if a prayer. |
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| Reviewed by H. Lena Jones |
2/2/2007 |
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Nice work, Robert. The imagery was great...It was as if I were walking along with the boy, experience nature through his eyes.
Peace and love
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
12/20/2006 |
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| beautiful work-and beautiful images |
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| Reviewed by J. Pajot |
1/16/2005 |
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| Wonderful tale...this child, was it you? There are softer realms, as yet unspoken, that wait their turn to lay upon this world...as they had wont to do many millenia ago. Not all things are written in stone...and not all things written in stone are... |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader) |
1/10/2005 |
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| This is one of your best, this one touches deeply and inspires the eternal child. |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
1/9/2005 |
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| Sheer Bliss, Sir Ace; engaging imagery, wonderful journey! |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Richerson |
1/9/2005 |
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| soulful and reflective of the wisdom we all hold somewhere within - or can find thanks to the lights of those who have not lost the spirit of that child. really nice. reminded me of native American spirituality. Dawn |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
1/9/2005 |
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Where is that boy now? With his Gameboy? Or at the mall? A most wished for write. Reminds me of Jungle Book.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
1/9/2005 |
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Excellent write Robert!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
1/9/2005 |
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| Yes!!!!!!!!! I am so excited. I have tried to find a way to put this into words and you have done it for me :-) Thank you for this priceless statement of truth. |
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| Reviewed by Aberjhani |
1/9/2005 |
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| Gorgeous metaphor. Effective form. Wonderful message. |
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| Reviewed by Janet Parker |
1/9/2005 |
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| I am so glad that you never felt alone. Beautiful write, beautiful memory. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
1/9/2005 |
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| And that young boy I bet was thee. |
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| Reviewed by Dale Clark |
1/9/2005 |
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Excellent! To touch the inner beauty is
a gift. |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
1/9/2005 |
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This took my breath away. So many people in the arts, hold on to this inner child. With the gift of not being a cynic.
This is timeless, and a keeper too. Divine the ACE.. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
1/9/2005 |
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| Beautifully said! When we here from that inner child in us , we are usually being told to let the freedom and openess of heart and trust we have as a child to emanate again. |
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| Reviewed by Carole Mathys |
1/9/2005 |
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an enchanting look at one's inner child....beautifully done Robert
Peace, Carole |
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| Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) |
1/9/2005 |
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| Wonderful and I could follow the flow as I said to another person being nominated for poet of the year was an honor but with poems like this I really do not stand a chance. |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
1/9/2005 |
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That child lives within each of us and it is important to let him back into our consciousness and enjoy the beauty that surrounds us, as seen thorough his innocent eyes. Getting caught up in life and forgetting who we are, all of who we are, takes away our ability to see life as it should be seen. I couldn't help but believe that little boy was you and that you had let him out to play for the day. Marvelous work, Robert.
Take care,
Sherry
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
1/9/2005 |
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Wonderful write and a grea capture of your topic, nice work Robert.
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Katy Walsvik |
1/9/2005 |
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I couldn't help myself, Robert... I believe you have written the essence of our dear fellow poet, Ed Kostro.
In the heat and upheavel of these days, this is hugely inspirational... thank you for reminding us that, even now, there is nature, pure and simple, to wrap us up and bring us the sense of peace we long for. I was absolutely absorbed. katy xox. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
1/9/2005 |
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| A truly marvelous poem, Robert, and if you were once that young boy, you represented the heart of man very well. And all of us truly need to follow that young boy's example. |
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| Reviewed by A PAX |
1/9/2005 |
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| beautiful picturesque tribute to the inner child :) |
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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
1/9/2005 |
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| well said |
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
1/9/2005 |
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..and even when he stood down in the lowest valley, he had a better view of the world than most ever will.
Excellent poetry Robert.
Lisa |
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