|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Their haunting calls is a beautiful part of nature that fits well as the background for beautiful music. Beautiful yet sad write.|
|Reviewed by Penny Tidwell (Reader)
|what insite! I can honestly say I know what the Loon feels - first hand......Life must go on.... thanks for all your stories, and poems...you have touched my soul.
|Reviewed by Dori Daigle
|I have just been doing a "look up" on loons and found your most lovely poem.
Very touching and made very visual for me.
|Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson
|The loon has such a plaintive song...A poignant poem that makes one think about the essence of life and death. I really like the picture!.....M|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|There's something special about the call of the loon. Thank you, Walt. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Don'[ have loons on Lisa Lake here at home, have swans sometimes, mallard ducks, sea gulls. Would like to eventually see a real loon, from your description and photo I truly would.|
|Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks
|A beautiful fowl, the Loon, and so faithful they be. Truly enjoyed this descriptive poem of loss!
|Reviewed by Ted Bossis
|Faithful write ~ As it should be...Ted|
|Reviewed by Ann Scarborough
|A beautiful and poignant write my friend. Love lost affects us all, human, birds, and animals alike. There are many animals that mate for life also. I'm sure Mr. Ed could name them all. Having never heard a loon but being a loony, I can imagine the sadness of the cry.
|Reviewed by Christine Alwin
|There is nothing like the tranquility call of the Loon. This hits home as it is our state bird (MN); A 15 mile boat ride,, to my parents cabin,,on Namakan lake, is a hideaway, I have grown with, the beauty,, and the call of the loon, will forever be within me.
I enjoyed this more than you could know.
|Reviewed by Michael Guy
|What a touching observation to make in a poem. I never thought of it, and I love loons--the lonely cry of them up North on a mountain lake, but when you see them here in the South, there always alone and silent. I wonder, do loons mate for life? Beautiful pic, did you take it? You have some many more wonderful poems I have to get to!
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Very beautiful pen....Hugssssssss|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|This is so lovely Walt! EdK would adore this one the loons are his favorites. I have a midi of their sounds they are hauntingly beautiful.Thanks for sharing. Have missed you;-)
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Awwwww! This is such a heartwrenching tale, but written so delicately with such passion.....
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|A Beautiful Poetic write Walt
Thanks for sharing
Peace be with you
|Reviewed by Dana Reed
|Walt, that's a beautiful poem for a gorgeous bird. It fits every living creature who's ever loved and lost their mate. Great job.
|Reviewed by Barbara Smith
|Walt, this is truly a beautiful heart touching writing. This could also be used as a metaphor for a lost lover. I enjoyed this greatly.|
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|Beautifully said and felt Walt!
Relationships of all kinds, feel the utter loneliness and some
have no reason why!
Hang in, I feel sadness
Many warm hugs to YOU!
Love the Loon!
Warm hugs and Warmer love! Warrior Lady Sheeeoox
STay Positive! Healthy and STrong!
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Beautiful metaphor here . . . Very nice . . .|
|Reviewed by Chuck Keller
|Sad and poignant work. It brings back fond memories of "On Golden Pond."|
|Reviewed by Randall Barfield
|You're making us take out our hankies! Great photo, too!|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Heart touching Walt, beautiful poem.|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|I can so hear that lonely haunting call, a few weaks back I went camping and this simple loon lay off shore the beach almost the entire time singing this same song...sweet.
|Reviewed by larry linville
|What a simple, beautiful look into the quiet heart of a loon.
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|Walt it appears that the heart works this way, a great write and thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Information: Did you know that swans are monogamous and that never take another mate should theirs die?
Maybe we should learn a little fedility from the birds, we sure don't learn from each other.
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|Such a deep yearn! You vividly illustrated the feelings of a heart kept lonely in the waters of love|
|Reviewed by Jean Strickland
|Beautiful pain... that those of us lucky enough to experience love enough that one day we may feel that pain... then the joy of knowing the sun comes up over the horizen never to be dark again. Loved it Walt! Jean|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|The yearning in this one is almost touchable...I guess there is a "loon" hidden deep inside of us!!
|Reviewed by Rafiriio Daniels
|Nice work, this truly will help keep peotry alive!|
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...a silent write of hope...with only song of sadness heard.
|Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines
|This one is sweet, Walk, and lonesome and mournful. Sad and hopeful at the same time!
|Reviewed by Southern Comfort
|Cutie Pie! I truly adores Ya! Lovin You! Sissy|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|What a beautiful poem you've penned, Walt. They have such a haunting cry: enjoyed this one very much. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|How I love the sound of the loon: so mysterious, so unusual, so...spooky, especially when it's as dark as pitch outside! Very well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|Oh, you're talking about the animal and here I thought you were speaking of yourself...e ;)|
|Reviewed by Kathy Armijo
|Bonded together for life unto death. Something that our society should embrace rather than discard like an old pair of shoes.
For those whose life together is separated by death, I'm sure they too have a sorrowful song -- until they meet again.
This is a very moving and spiritual write. I'm glad I got to read it and have my life enriched.
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|so very sad when they cry-not so different from us in the same situation|