|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|I found myself dwelling on your thoughts. Superbly presented.
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|the "I don't knows" of the profound stillness of an age-old stone are perhaps more of a challenge than the "what is" and "what could be", Debby. But the joy undoubtedly is that the experience of creation always tends to enlighten and inform us of the "I don't knows" even by its very action. Love the stillpoint of "dwelling" in this write. xx|
|Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER
|This is what happens when you're smoking grass, just kiddin of course not, on a serious note, this ladder to the green abode, let me there along with your poem, beautiful your reach of your expanded surroundings with the grasp of ink and pen, hugs!|
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|Reviewed by jude forese
|dwells in the realm of possible realities ... metaphysically thought-provoking ...|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|What a wonderful mental trip you have taken up on, Debby. Question abound, with the haunting "I don't know" an elusive, forever not answered, away from your grasp. Excellent!|
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
This leaves the reader with much to contemplate.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|The visual delight of the background leads like a doorway to the words you are conveying. Almost feels like eavsedropping on your inner most thoughts. Very nicely done.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You provide much substance to reflect upon in your verses here, Debby. A lovely and meaningful presentation is this. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,