Recent Reviews for Debbie Walker
Peach's Journey (Short Story) - 11/10/2009 4:44:22 PM|
Ms. Peach and Ms. Deb seem to have quite a lot in common, hmmm.
For My Garden (Short Story) - 11/8/2009 4:37:30 PM
Wonderful metaphor, friends are like flowers.
Indiana to Florida (Short Story) - 10/30/2009 6:37:37 AM
Great story. A little like an adult "Home Alone". Personally, I'm no fan of motorcycles. The first time I rode on the back of one, I didn't understand that when the thing leaned you leaned with it. I sat straight up, and we almost crashed! No, it's better being on four wheels rather than two! Welcome to the den.
Hold My Heart Tightly (Poetry) - 11/15/2009 7:31:56 PM
They found that some things are never old fashioned
That a man and a woman can fall in love through friendship and compassion
I agree, Debbie. Thanks for sharing. Love and best wishes,
Going, Growing, Gone (Poetry) - 11/15/2009 7:29:55 PM
I appreciate the perspective put forward within these verses, Debbie; and this is a fine testimonial and tribute for your brother. Thank you for sharing it. Love and blessings,
If You Could See (Poetry) - 11/8/2009 4:36:01 PM
And life as you said, "is what it is". I like this one Deb.
How Old would You Be? (Poetry) - 11/8/2009 4:34:10 PM
My body tells me the future on certain days when I have all I can do to crawl out of bed...but my mind still thinks I'm twenty-nine and wants to rock & roll.
Going, Growing, Gone (Poetry) - 11/8/2009 4:31:49 PM
I agree with John, to learn not to take ourselves not so seriously means we have reached the pinnacle of maturity.
Going, Growing, Gone (Poetry) - 10/31/2009 8:51:12 AM
My son is 19, and I happened to mention to him yesterday that if we had to look back at me at age 19 I would be mortified. "Oh no no no- don't look at that."
I certainly would not want to be represented by how I was at 19.
Honestly, we would be looking at a very decent loving human being, but the insecurity and immaturity would be painful to watch.
Growing is a good thing.
I expect on my death bed I'll be just about ready to face the world.
I do believe it is the height of maturity to not take ourselves so seriously.
Comanche Father (Poetry) - 10/30/2009 6:23:23 AM
This is very very touching to me.
I lost my father this year, and I'm involved with the process of entering his world. My father's world was that of master poets and muscians- a fine world to explore with amazing inspiration.
The Comanche world I'm sure is worth a lifetime of exploration and celebration of such rich depth of understanding.
We don't live long enough to go to all the beautiful places there are.
Read with love and respect,
Comanche Father (Poetry) - 10/29/2009 11:28:52 PM
Me love um poem. big wampum and clean writing. me go now.
Grandmothers Hear Me (Poetry) - 10/29/2009 8:56:39 PM
A pyer of unimaginable power...