The Wind Knows Humanity's Secrets (poem) by Gwen Dickerson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on July 14, 2008

This is gorgeous! Love the skill/talent you have displayed in your word choices and overall composition. Further, your wisdom emanates from this poem into the heart of the reader.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Indeed, the wind does know all. Well done, Gwen!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Nice to be reading you again - you've been missed!

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

The wind does indeed feel like a living spirit at times, Gwen. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on June 10, 2008

All the secrets buried within the hearts of men. I do so love this and know many do keep secrets and never let them out. Sometimes it is a man going out on his wife and destroying a marriage. Sad times for the family then. Broken dreams for the wife, who is usually the last to find out. Don't deserve even forgiveness.

Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)

Reviewed on April 5, 2008

Great write, outstanding pic.
Amira

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on June 25, 2004

my highest compliment to you
wish i wrote it :)

beautiful.......its a keeper!!!

Reviewed by Fr. Kurt Messick

Reviewed on June 1, 2004

beautiful!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on May 4, 2004

Most outstanding piece Gwen!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Zenith Elliott

Reviewed on May 3, 2004

Outstanding beautiful poetry, Gwen! ~Z~

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on May 2, 2004

Gwen, this is so elegant and eloquent. And I am very inspired by your thought that the wind, does, in fact, know all things. Sounds a bit Biblical - like the Holy Spirit! This is a truism for me as I regularly "talk to the wind" and know that it does "hear" and "take my breath away".. yeah, mad as a hatter, I know!! I think it's because it seems to "dwell inside of you". Thank you for this. Kate

Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)

Reviewed on May 1, 2004

In the spiral stairway of this afternoon(In India) your poem is the wind that sculpts its form...BRILLIANT poem, Gwen!

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on April 30, 2004

I love that thought, that the wind knows all secrets... Great piece, Gwen! And the artwork! I could lose myself in the 'wind' streaming up from the dune, faced in hidden secrets. :)

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on April 30, 2004

Gwen I am so glad your back this is excellent love the art too.
"It understands life's language
be it words of love or broken dreams
freedom's ideals that have been suppressed
humanity's loud ... and silent screams

These echoes ultimately do return
bearing witness to love and sin
The wind knows all the secrets
buried within the hearts of men "

Peg

Reviewed by Chad McLendon (Reader)

Reviewed on April 30, 2004

The most touching piece of poetry I have read in a long time. Thanks for sharing.

Reviewed by Marco Landi (Reader)

Reviewed on April 30, 2004

The wind knows all the secrets ....
You captured well brava

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on April 30, 2004

Fantastic art and a poem to match!
Gwen this is really outstanding!

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 30, 2004

Timely allegory, knowing what foulness can lurk and beauty in mans heart....