Words unborn yet (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 15, 2005

I don't write for some critic to judge what I need to say, I write about how I feel, my thoughts sometimes confused, my heart sometimes broken, but still I write...for myself. You always pen your works from the heart, Tinka, and they touch so many...what right does anyone have, to discount what they may not even understand? A wonderful poem.

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on March 15, 2005

A truly great pen Tinka

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Lance said it all.....Tinka, a write that echoes feelings we have all had at one time....just write

Hugs, Carole

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Short drive to the crazy point for you, Tink...LOL! ed

Reviewed by Rosemarie Skaine

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

You have expressed a collective consciousness of writers. Excellent. R

Reviewed by ~Indigo~ Elga

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Dear Tinka,

Don't let them stress you, it is for "them" to find the "peace" within themselves, which unfortunately they are not able to do since they only have the time to find faults with others. Your poetic ability is superb Tinka. I would like to see some write as beautifully as you do, given that the language you pen these in, is not your home language. Take heart Poetess, know that you are both loved and admired.

A very touching, honest and great write.

warm hugs and love
Elga

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Beautiful written words of disappointment felt. But I say they no not what they think they know. Look at Alan Jackson for example. One said no no and the world said Yes Yes. You are here and a beautiful Poetress. Awesome and talented and so admired and loved. That's all you need to remember and know. I really like the ending. Peace!
Tracey

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Wow! An excellent and profound write.
You're something special Tinka! :)

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Tinka this is a truly wonderful write and I know I for one can emphaize with you on these feelings. Artists and writers are prone to thinking this way...it is our nature, our muse and sometimes even our downfall but your poem helps to understand it just a little better. Thank you,

Felix

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Tinka,

Boy, you hit the nail right on its proverbial head. I've been feeling a lot like this--thank you for getting into my head and expressing it so brilliantly! BRAVA!

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

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

We all suffer the same way as do you, Tinka. Our words we hope will please, entertain and astound, when we receive words that belie that fact we hunker down within our shells. But the thing is, we can't stay hunkered down, we must write, and so we do.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

"Pissed off "
Shall become
"Peace"

I hope so, Tinka; don't let 'em get you down.

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

well done!

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Tinks this is superb poetry, art, and all you do!
I hope you aren't letting anyone upset you, sis
no one is worth it, you know that! love, eileen

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Robert has expressed my sentiments also. Love the format.

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Tinka,

Your tremendous poetic literary achievements will never be dead, only those who criticize the works of others. A highly engaging, emotive, and superb literary write my friend ... very beautiful!!

Blessings,

Robert

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

Your creation certainly isn't dead in this stunning masterpiece Tinka...Awesome!

Paul;-]

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 14, 2005

beautiful, tinks, just lovely! well done!

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