|Reviewed by Vivian Dawson
|Going back is like standing still
nothing ventured, nothing gained..
*Dear Jerry* you expressed it so
well...with a case for moving on!!!
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|This one reads like a dream (nightmare). When we think back on childhood, most often it is with pleasant thoughts.
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|I, for one, am glad we "don't" get to revisit the past...I've no doubt nothing would look the same...very kool writing, Jerry!
|Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley
|After my late husband died, I thought I would move back home to what I once knew. So... in 1995 I decided to visit old grounds back in California. So much had changed while I held old memories of the past. Naturally I was disappointed. So many changes, in everything so overgrown. I dare say I hate to think what it is like now.
Thank you for a lovely poem down memory lane, one many might like to revisit on old paths.
Love and Light
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
|Well, Jerry, my friend, those were the days, we thought would never end, but perhaps it's a good thing that they are in the past and the present is really that much more enjoyable.
Great poetry as always.
Peace, love and light,
|Reviewed by Richard King
|Throughout my life, I've exceeded the speed limit more often than not. Now as I near the end of the road, I ask myself, what the hell is the hurry? But, it's too late to reverse course and there is no turning back.... Even if I could, I'm not sure I would. I really like where I'm at and generally I get the impression you do too.
Now about those "clowns masks and baggy pin-stripped pants...." Disco died, or haven't you heard? Could it be hangover from Marti Gras? That might also help to explain the laughter. Dick
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|"Send in the clowns.....don't bother they're here. Judy Collins? Patrick|
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|Reflections such as this are the kind of health medicine the pharmaceutical or liquor industry can't provide. You seem to have had the essential epiphany that without a child's imagination, we not only age, but the withering of the skin is nothing compared to wind swept and barren landscape of the brain such "unconscious" aging causes. Well spoken and worthy of wishing you well.|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|So point back at them and laugh, that'll teach em'...e|
|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|Deeply moving Jerry and so amazingly written Laura
|Reviewed by Budd Nelson
forge ahead my friend we've already been there, remarkable imagery in this.