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| Reviewed by Holly Ibbitson (Reader) |
4/19/2010 |
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| This is excellent work, love it!!! |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo |
4/17/2010 |
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| How very sad when one is left behind to suffer without the other, no matter the reason. Your images are sad and tragic, and one can't help but feel it all in their own heart. I know I do. So well written, Fee...so much emotion and great story-telling within this piece, as well. ~Elizabeth |
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| Reviewed by Morning Star |
4/17/2010 |
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Oh my Fee this is such a beautiful poem!
so much sadness written beautifully and unique
Brilliant and love the picture!
Wishing you Peace Love and light...Yolie |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
4/17/2010 |
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| EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
4/17/2010 |
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| Powerfully sad, as is that graphic. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
4/16/2010 |
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| awe-a lovely, sweet-sad poem |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
4/16/2010 |
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This has the "feel" of a "classic," Fee. Very nicely done. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
4/16/2010 |
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| four superb quatrains consolidate the creative integrity, tone and conceptual energy of the one, Felix ... |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
4/16/2010 |
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I like "the spring thaw forgot to come". This is a remarkable poem, Fee. Dark, but vivid imagery. Almost a legend feel to it. Love and Hugs,
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
4/16/2010 |
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Imagine how many would suffer if the seasons never changed. A great write Cuz.
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
4/16/2010 |
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Awwwwwwwww... this is truly gripping and totally melting, Felix. This is wrought from a deep well-spring of feeling and knowing and I in particular LOVE that second stanza:
‘Twas the year the spring thaw forgot to come
Perhaps because winter past had claimed the one
who once flew with her to the land of dreams
Where hearts and souls absorb the sun
... so often I think this when I see solitary birds at this time of year looking a bit lost. This is a most poignant and powerful depiction of deep and unretrievable loss. Beautiful and haunting, bless you xx |
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| Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse |
4/16/2010 |
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an amazing offering from the dark pathways
"Raven's Tears" soars Fee & your closing line
pierces the heart...
Love & Blessings
Vickie |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
4/16/2010 |
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Fee, This is a novel poem, there is much depth and emotion dripping from this page, words cannot really portray the sadness I feel as I read this, yet there is a beauty that blossoms of such a love...this is your best!~
Hugs,
Chrissie |
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| Reviewed by Kathy Armijo |
4/16/2010 |
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The thoughts and emotions evoked by this poem are many. The overriding feeling is betrayal, but perhaps I am letting my past seep into this reading. Still, the melancholy permeates my being.
God bless you. Kathy |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
4/16/2010 |
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A sad story for the broken wings angel. There are a lot of them in this world. Wonderful write, Fee! I love the picture too. It's so beautifully-sad!!
Sandie Angel :( |
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| Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten |
4/16/2010 |
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Tis a sad thing when, two, devoid of law and land...
Leaves, one, SO distraught. . . this ravenous, on the river-banks!
One, so, so, wanting, more, mid-flight kissing and moonbeam
congressional get-it-on's. . . But, no!
She's been grounded, curled fetal, and alone. . . head heavy in a never-ending cold, graying winter that will never die...For it only kills what it already has consumed. . . no sun?
I hope so!
Excellent work, Fee...you had me going...
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~ |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
4/16/2010 |
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How utterly tragic the tale you have unwound here, Fee. You've certainly captured the essence of the picture. Loved it!
Hugs,
Anna |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
4/16/2010 |
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Emotions do carry us through life for without them we would feel nothing
George |
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| Reviewed by Charlie |
4/16/2010 |
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| I love your play on ravenous with raven. Makes me think of the whole poem as a metaphor. I've seen so many times, and from personal experience too, that when we lose someone (especially in a break-up) we turn inwards, and seem to have a frenzy feed on past emotions-- ravenous for the old times, regardless of how meager those times may have been. --Not the most healthy solution, as your poem would also suggest. Too, though, there's that spring that eventually will thaw. --Charlie |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
4/16/2010 |
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Let my chest to be free so my brother can rest his head on it and cry his sorrows away and with his tears wash away my own...
Kudos to you, Fee.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
4/16/2010 |
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Intense write, Fee, I have used this picture for one of my poems, it's quite and emotive photo...
Much peace, love,and light,
Amber "V" |
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