What My Poetry Has Become” (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on August 22, 2005

Shake it OFF, and Listen to YOUr Heart dear Tink-- ((We love it all)) Love,Sheee

Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)

Reviewed on August 21, 2005

Wrong !
There will be someone else. I know it. And he will catch your heart and Amira

Reviewed on August 10, 2005

Dearest Tinka,

I have no idea what instigated this write, I daresay it is powerful and yet heartbreaking to read. I can only suspect that someone must have said something hurtful. The biggest mistake any of us can ever do, is to "REACT" to what ignorant people feel they need to say. Reaction gets satisfaction!!! and you obviously just threw it into their lap.

Now my suggestion, for what it's worth, is, you my sweet friend open up your heart and soul and write, write like there is no tomorrow, for it is YOUR gift, allowing ANYONE to deny you this is the biggest mistake you will ever make.

The other factor is, "Assumption is the mother of all f#.k ups" I am sure you have heard this often, isn't it amazing how many immediately "ASSUME" (make an ASS of U and ME) they know and understand everything... let them, allow them to relish in their own stupidity Tinka, but for goodness sake be yourself, and change for NO ONE!!!

Warmest hugs and love sweet friend.
Elga

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on August 7, 2005

Tinka:

We, the writers, write about a lot of stuff. Different genres for different things. Dreams are just dreams, fanttasies are just fantasies. Unfortunately, like many other of my writings before, some took that into accounts and thought they were real.

I think being a good writer is to convincingly write and let people thought that they are real and let them feel your writings for you. In this, I think you have mastered the skill so well. All your poems have been so convincing. Just be happy! When your fans believe what you write, it's your victory! Enjoy it!!!!!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on August 5, 2005

Keep sharing your dreams through your poetry, Tinka. Please. Love and peace to you.

Regis

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on August 5, 2005

Ah Tinka, without dreams our soul dies, and we pen these dreams because we must. You write what you feel Tinka, and your many friends will read them, dreams or reality, it is Tinka we love and want to share with, Keep penning your heart, We will listen,

Reindeer

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 5, 2005

always keep your poetic heart alive ... sweet dreams will live on!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on August 5, 2005

What?! Poetry is very many things to very many people - truth, fantasy, fiction, reality, drama, comedy, tragedy, and dreams - write whatever the heck you feel like writing, Tinky, and we will continue to read your posts - and don't worry about nay-sayers, who cares what they say anyway.

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)

Reviewed on August 5, 2005

Hey kid?..You are one marvelous woman!..I for one would be proud to have you as a friend..we'd have much to talk about ..believe me our path is very similar..c'on chin up..shoulders back..march! YOU are NOT alone..WE are here..and we love everything you post..you have a most gentle and loving heart..you deserve the best!{{hugs}}..:)

vesna*

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on August 5, 2005

Aww Tinks, I hope this is just a little Glitch because you write some of the best stuff on AD, your poetry is always from the heart and full of meaning you can cover the whole gamut of emotions from silly joyful humour to gut wrenching saddness in a few short words.
keep at it chuck.

Paul;-)

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

Dear Sara,

I am sorry too...and to a point I am 100% with Eileen here....God cannot be blamed for the stupidity of mankind...he well did give them they brain to create their own downfall...no doubt about that!!

Memory lane the only way to deal with "Poets Block" and reposting my work back on AD with pictures and music!! No connetion with the past otherwise...be not afraid...I will NOT fall into the same "trap" although it still hurts like HELL sis!!

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

Tinks I don't know what has happened to have you write this unusually sad gut-wrenching write, but you did it beautifully. I hope that you will not let others with small minds and cruel pened remarks bother you, we love everything you write, stand strong and keep writing girl!!
Peace and love, Carole

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

TINKA? I don't know why you are walking down memory lane. None-the-less, this, like all of your other works, is poetry at its best. ~ Sara (an old friend with a very long memory)

Be well Tinka. I'm sorry.

Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez (Reader)

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

Tinka ,
You like me ,( lol) were born to write because we are creators
and creators do two things well mainly.
Love and create, So remain true to you and keep on creating.
Pecae from a poet to another poet.
Rich Criso Suarez

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

HUH! Poetry is fantasy and dreams. Dream on, write on.
Go wherever the pen does flow...

Reviewed by Roger Ochs

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

I'll make you a wager. Your poetry will remain the same. Why? Because it comes from your heart and soul and is only tangenitally about another person.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

I don't get it Tinka you have a great following, and we all love and read you every day, so what's the problem! Just write whatever you want to, and forget what anyone thinks. You know we all care about you!

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

Hey--

TINKA JUST KEEP ON WRITING YOUR STUFF--If I Worried About Negative What Anybody Else Had To Say-Really Who Cares What They Think_

Most Of Them Can't Even Think Not Alone Write Poetry...

Your Friend, TRASK

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

I don't know what the hell you are talking about, but that's okay, I seldom know what people are talking about. We so-called poets do a lot of soul-searching and spilling of our very hearts and minds and fears and happiness into these little poems we write. We put them out there, and sometimes, later on, we wonder if we have done the right thing. Well, Tinka, I say to you . . . HELL YES! Composing our thoughts is just that, composing our thoughts. If we lie about our thoughts, we lie to ourselves. If you have hurt someone, that is maybe not a good thing, but to not expose your soul in your writing is a worse thing. Sermon over.

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

well done

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

I agree with Felix.

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

Long live Tinka's poetry!!!

Blessings,
Joseph

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 4, 2005

I hope this is not true or I am reading it wrong because the romance never dies even if the affair does, you have too much passion to let the poetry die, Keep writing TInk we need you.

Felix