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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
10/10/2009 |
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| lol. what was that wavering mist floating by? Only de shadow knows. Bravo. Liz |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
10/5/2009 |
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Interesting and amusing poem,I enjoy it,take care
EDWIN |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
10/4/2009 |
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| timely write ... enjoyed the unique approach ... |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
10/3/2009 |
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Cute write sheilafriend.
For some reason this Halloween thing
brings out a lot of humor and Caspers
every year. your biopic looks angelic. (-:
Blessings and love ... |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
10/3/2009 |
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You have captured the essence of Halloween and the spiritual world. Love this poem Sheila. Very well done!
BOOOOO !!!
lol
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green |
10/2/2009 |
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| 'fraid I can. An' a lot more like him. Brrrrrrr. Girl, you 'done wrote' too good!! xOx 'Pea' xOx |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/2/2009 |
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Sheila,
This is such a clever poem, laced with suspense and all the right evocations and reactions for the season.
John |
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| Reviewed by Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley |
10/2/2009 |
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lol....ahhhhh....that was cute how you dropped the bomb like that...my suspense factor was up & then dropped on my head :)
"Relax…
You’re just tired
Ghosts
Don’t exist
If they did,
Why would they
Waste their time
Pestering
You?
What makes you
So damn
Special?"
Vickie :)
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
10/2/2009 |
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It is getting to be that time again, Sheila; and you poem is most apt and timely. Thank you. Love, hugs, and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
10/2/2009 |
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| Now THAT'S the spirit! |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
10/2/2009 |
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oh my being haunted is serious stuff,scary too,
this captures the spirit of all hallows eve,Sheila!;-) |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
10/2/2009 |
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| this dangles precariously between the chasm of real and surreal, Sheila, taking our thoughts and emotions over the edge. Smacks of paranoia, too. Actually, I feel for those who DO feel pretty unhinged and vulnerable around the Halloween time, myself. You capture the tantalisingly, teasingly wicked and abutt it deftly against the dangerous. xx |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
10/2/2009 |
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| This is really cute--and a little scary--and also a great send-off for the coming of Halloween. Nicely done, Shelia. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
10/2/2009 |
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| Glad I haven't had that experience yet. Spooky and well suited for Halloween where whitches roam and children hide. |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge |
10/2/2009 |
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| YES!! What a great suspenseful poem Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/2/2009 |
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Not only saw him, the chill in the air ran shivers up my spine and the moldy smell of dank earth still fills my nasal passages...very well done..love the two part write...
hugs
fee |
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| Reviewed by . MasterPoet |
10/2/2009 |
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Hi Sheila,
I just discovered you this morning and I read several of your poems...GREAT! And of course I see him...in your words! |
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