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|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|How did you work this out, Cryssa? It must have taken so much
time and patience! Looks perfect, and the parent tree's grief
is a brilliant touch.
K U D O S !!!!!
|Reviewed by Charlie
|A nice Concrete poem, Cryss. The stronger part, as in real life, is the coniferous segment. The last part of the poem, from "-For" on, is strongest of all.
Lots of color in your ever-ever greens. A beautiful analogy that goes wrong somewhere in thinking of your own children, but then comes back again full-force when contemplating the deciduous nature of us all, knowing we're evergreens, and yet perpetually falling just the same. Yet, unlike these soon-crumbling leaves, our stems never really do let go entirely from the mother tree, do they? Somehow those withering limbs find life returning them to green every once in a good spring while. --Charlie
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Wonderful perspective, written in your unique Cryssa style!|
|Reviewed by Jerry Engler
|How nice it is to be back, and to read such an offering from you Cryssa. As you probably have surmised, I've been off AD dealing with my own contemplations. This is such a great allegory using a tree and leaves for the feelings of a parent seeing children move on--they fall, and go through things we never expected for them--why couldn't they have been the evergreen of our expectations...Jerry|
|Reviewed by Barbara Terry
|I agree and echo Elizabeth's words. A wonderful and easy to read poem with great tempo. I like the form of the poem too, and that the evergreen thinks it will loves its leaves (needles). You have really written one that could mean this for humans too. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister Barbie.
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo
|Beautiful use of metaphor, Cryssa ... empty nest syndrome strikes at the heart, human or evergreen ... I like your use of color for added effect. Nicely done. ~Hugs, Elizabeth|
|Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald
|How lovely!! this is such a great write.
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|This is irresistable!!
Both the poem and the advice, and also your artisic presentation!
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Beautiful write, Cryssa; well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|I LOVE THIS!! :)) Such a beautiful, brilliant capture, Cryssa, and you have crafted your thoughts and creative inspiration so well. Unique and very well done. This will stay with me. Thank you! :)) xx|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Thank you for sharing this unique perspective, Cryssa. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
Never thought of a tree having feelings..this is so interesting. Really enjoyed.
|Reviewed by J'nia Fowler
|Oh this is such fun to read. Very nice, for sure. Thank you, J'nia|