by Carol Culver Rzadkiewicz
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Let me be free
From the chains of the Church,
Ecclesiastical offices and dignitaries
That bound me with their holy ordersó
Bell, book, and candle,
Release me from the ponderous weight
Of velvet vestments
And pontifical babble!
Let my soul soar
High above cathedrals made of stone
And the vain, idle ceremonies
Of the Wardens of the Wordó
Who have stood so long between God and me!
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|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|I worship the Creator through the spiritual path that becomes more intimate than the narrow road of doctrine and established religion...so I can relate to this piece well. Beautiful execution in this write, Carol.|
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
|It seems that it is time for a complete "Exorcism".
This poem developed the subject well to the penultimate line... There the exorcism didn't work. The seventh word of the closing line comes from the Greek-Roman empire, and it means I SALUTE ZEUS. (ZEUS-DEUS-TEUS-ODIN.)
I read a profound composition... "Exorcism" is a poetic accomplished goal, and the subject dealt developed a clear picture to convey the message.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Kathy Kopp
|I like this poem for its simplicity. The message is clear and the language flows very well without rhyme. Nice work.|
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|By exercising your free will, you are no longer shackled. Go and sin no more.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|That's what's messed up Christ's message: mankind and their interpretations of what God should be. Sad. Jesus Himself said, "I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. NO MAN cometh unto the Father but by Me." (Forget where it is in the Bible, but it's in there.) A poignant call for change ... if it isn't too late. Well done, Carol.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
I've always believed that going directly to the Source carries more weight. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...pen which speaks of rising above...perhaps wings to be reborn in the heavens.