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| Reviewed by Z McClure |
7/24/2012 |
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this one sparkles like a diamond studded necklace, every word is full of weight and fire! Now I've got to read them ALL! :D
`z.b.mcclure your friend zach |
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| Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger |
7/24/2012 |
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Enjoying this launch of afterburner glow...
As constellations lit with crystal spheres..
To the candle burning..Loving this series.
Lady Mary Ann
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
7/23/2012 |
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| I love how easily that wonderful line: "Your flaming goddess lips... my rocket launch", sits amid such a neo-classical construct as these sonnets, used in the traditional sense of "love" poetry with its lofty tones and aspirations. Yes indeedy, I have enjoyed this triangular on-going exchange of sexual-emotional energies, Roger, and I have a hunch that there's a real co-dependency growing where NEITHER relationship is sustainable without the tension that the 3rd-wheel gives it, thus a checkmate will satisfy no one. Thank you so much for your very generous review of my Bowerbird response which I enjoyed writing. I think you must be motivated in no little part by the fascinating comments that this series has elicited as you continue to develop and "get inside the heads" of your 3 protagonists here. Your musing pose says it all: you're a natural people-watcher as well as linguistic scholar! Thanks for the inspiration! :)) xx |
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| Reviewed by Kate Clifford |
7/23/2012 |
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| To know the right mate is to experience the wrong ones....which you have shown extremely well here. |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/22/2012 |
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It really is not very difficult to become "enchanted" or "mesmerized" by someone; sometimes one does not even realize it (or will not admit it). Nicely done, Roger. Love and peace,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Vivian Dawson |
7/20/2012 |
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Oh! what games to play when one
practices to deceive as the truth
would serve you better *Roger*
as you continue to keep our
interest spiked for what is next
Lady Vivian |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bell |
7/20/2012 |
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| HE'S TALKING TO FELICITY AND HE IS THOROUGHLY ENJOYING THE 'GAME' SHE IS PLAYING...IT TURNS HIM ON. WHAT IS SAD ABOUT THIS IS SHE WILL ALWAYS HAVE TO 'PLAY HOUSE' AND THEY BOTH KNOW IT. SHE IS PLAYING A 'ROLE' AND HE KNOWS HE DOESN'T REALLY KNOW THE TRUE FELICITY...YET. THUS, THE LINES;'...AND UNTO THE FARTHEST REACHES FLY MY SPIES TO FIND OUT DEEPEST TRUTHS AS YET UNKNOWN...' YUP...SHE HAS 'CHECKED' AND THEY AWAIT...THE 'MATE'. FINE WORK, ROGER. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
7/19/2012 |
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You got me with this one, Roger. A gamut of humor, innuendo, and great imagery, and in a sonnet form to boot. These lines of yours have fused with my synapses:
"Your flaming goddess lips… my rocket launch,"
"an afterburner glow to sate sun spots," hahahahahahaha
Let me know what vitamins Todd's taking. Hahaha (-:
Enjoyed this. richard |
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
7/18/2012 |
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| This one is deep, my friend. Well done. |
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