To Die Alone (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 5, 2005

well done

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Dave makes an extrememly important point ...

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

how sad but beautifully written.
I know you are in good health but thank you for letting me know and I'm glad to know.
Love Tracey xoox

Reviewed by Sandra Corona

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Most seek to throw caution to the wind while others struggle ... This makes one think. LOVE the art and poem :)!
:)Sandy

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Moving! This poem sounds like release...isn't it remarkable to have the facility we have to write our sorrows and cares and give them a voice?

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Very deep and profound. You are
a great writer, you know, Tinky.

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Tinka,

Exemplary; profound; deep; taking poetry to the next level of excellence my friend!!

Blessings,

Robert

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

Ah Tinka, so deep and well expressed, I feel this tonight,

Reindeer

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

It's what's done before our final day that really matters.
Nice work

Take care

Reviewed by Sandy Knauer

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

Guess I read with my rose-colored glasses. I thought the end turned upward, and the pain died alone and left you alive and well.

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

A splendid write, Tinka...glad you are well

Hugs, Carole

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

An excellent piece Tinka
Glad you doing well

William ......Peace & Love

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

Reminds me of my poem, "Poets Live Alone."
It seems so.
My son keeps me going, and he will see me off.
Glad you are OK.
John

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

Tinka, this cuts deep and the words here will linger. You have a way or taking what is in your heart and mincing no words.
P.S. And I am glad you are healthy!

Reviewed by Dave Harm

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

When death does come, I bet we are all the center of attention in the whole universe... no one dies alone...

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

heart(emotional) health and physical health are 2 different things.......
sometimes writng it out is a healing :)

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

"This poem does not reflect the state of my health!!"

Very very glad to hear that!!

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

your poem reminded of my mood yesterday; but i am happy to tell you i am much better today emotionally! thanks for your prayers and support; you are a good egg! LOL sad and powerful write; very well done! hope you find the happiness in which you seek; you are in my prayers today!!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :(

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

I agree with Joel;-) Great poem!
Sent the info;-)love,eileen

Reviewed by Joel Raja Kumar J (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

A pleasant soul like you will never be alone, not even in death, Tinka. But a good vent, anyway:) :)

Love from India - Joel -

Reviewed by George Jackson

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

Grim Reaper? I'd like to think that, when my number comes up, there will be an angel to take my hand. Great stuff, Tinka.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2005

Aw, hell, Tinka, we are never alone when we die, the grim reaper is always at our side.