|Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse
|This is such a penetrating write Shelia, takes me back to this man I had interests in back in the day, who gave me no time of the day-until I broke out my heavy artillary!!-lol the high heels & mini skirt, & peek a boobie tops-shhhh.....but ahhh...to late to call now :)
But yes if they see the real beauty, that is a very very Good Man!
I Love Freckles! :)
Much Love & Inspirations Poetess
Embraced With Love
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo
|We are much more than our outward appearance...lovely wording and images bring your message home. Nicely written piece! Best, Elizabeth|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
Beauty, wit and art met to compose this poetic treasure. "Left on the Credenza" flows and glows.
By Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
I most whole-heartedly agree. Beauty is so much more than a pretty face or a knock-out body. Many fail to see the beauty of the heart and mind. When the body is long gone there will always remain what truly matters. Ken need not be intimidated by the mind of our barbie, even though her beauty is more than skin deep. Peace, Love, Blessings and Friendship Always, Paul.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|Great love it. Liz|
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|I love the ending to this. Excellent and meaningful writing.|
|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|Your introdution was very interesting and I think you are probably right about the "beauty" angle. Men like pretty faces and shapely bodies--and probably prefer that instead of intelligence. LOL Life is a coupling of hormones and testosterone--until you get old like me. (Just a note of humor.) Your poem does infer the thought, "Take a look at who I am inside of me." Well done,Shelia.|
|Reviewed by Keith Rowley
|Excellent. Even better when I looked up Credenza and found it to be the equivalent of a Credence Table:
credence table noun
1 a small sideboard, originally one at which food was tasted for poison before serving
2 (Christianity) a small table or ledge on which the bread, wine, etc., are placed before being consecrated in the Eucharist
What a delightful echo from another age, with a so subtle reference to the toxicity of falsehood in the domain of romance.
Always love love your work and I am CERTAIN you will sign a publishing deal one day.
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Sheila, I love what you've done here bringing character and attitude alive, and the ending is particularly strong.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Sheila this is one true gem and expresses so much truth. As you say, the outside is nothing more than a shell, but what lies underneath is always worth God's love....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|This is a very meaningful write; it is honest and comes from someone who has obviously experienced what she writes about. Your "prologue" very nicel complements your verses as well. Thank you, Sheila. Love and best wishes to you,
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Many a man has been beguiled by women who parade themselves in clothes, jewels, perfumes, and silly laughter but...men are more impressed with a woman who they can actually share things in commone with, have a conversation with and yes those who know love is a something that is worked on not just bought with a flirty smile. Great write here Shila, enjoyed it a lot.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
I am Barbie: hear me roar! A sassy comeback for any man (SOCIETY) who only looks at the outer appearance, rather than the intelligent woman, inside: well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce
|I like the summary of this poem as well as the poem itself. It's true that in many instances people look at beautiful women and think they have less intelligence. Good for you to speak up on behalf of the women!!!
Sandie Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Great writing..enjoyed...be well and always safe....Hugsss|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|What's in the heart is where true beauty lies and if by chance beauty and brains meld how fortunate for the man who finds it.|