Nicht Sturzen (Do Not Drop) (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on November 3, 2006

A sad embracing poem..........M

Reviewed on November 1, 2006

T&D,
To start with, I love the title! The single tear, is usually the most powerful...yet fragile, like blown glass.

A dynamic pen here!
Love, Rhonda

Reviewed by J M (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2006

very sad ode here Tinka............... Expressed with accomplishment.

Reviewed by K. Mulroney

Reviewed on October 29, 2006

This was awesome Tinka! I read this like I was devouring a great dessert! Great!!

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 29, 2006

Another fascinating and spell binding write of passion and love by two splendid autours. well done guys.

Fee

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

As always, WELL DONE...e

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

An excellent piece Tinka
Enjoyed it much

William
love & Peace

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

poignant

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Grat COllab, Yeah it hurts alright, like Hell most times
Hugs to yah
Ch'erie

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Anothre fine collab from you two! This one is deep and painfully drawn. Excellent work!

ET

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

A deep write with much to chew on.
Good job Lady Tink Tinka

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Well. This is something!

Reviewed by Chrissy McVay

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Wonderful!!!

Chrissy

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

You handle the tpoic perfectly. Very nice.

Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

aaaaawwwww Tinka, I hear your pain here, sweetheart..I am with you!!!

Love From A Dove

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Holy Schmoley Fried Frijole Tinky Doodle ...

I was spellbound with this splendid write Sissy. This collaboration is pressing you into new territory. Kudos to your friend and the thoughts and words that you two have sculpted together.

I felt as if the tear clinging or falling was significant on different levels.

Perhaps of a failing personal relationship that had reached an impasse' of lovelessness - or the relationship with a friend, or child, that was abusing drugs or was satiated with a sinful lifestyle that just didn't listen to reason.

I love how you the left the reader with an unresolved hope.

Brava Sissy!
Yur big bro ...
Richard Lloyd cederberg

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Wonderful and very powerful write...I have been so angry before that I refused to cry, where people could see anyway...then I would steal away and cry allowing myself to cleanse on the inside. Your write reminds me of a child that was in the Kindergarten room across the hall from my classroom a couple of years ago...it had been so abused for it short number of days that there were no tears left to cry, until finally the little child was removed from the home, on the day that the she was removed from the school, she shed a few tears, silent as they were I thought I saw a smile in her eyes, they were tears of joy, that she would not be abused anymore...powerful write my friend...your style is amazing, never retire that pen.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Great collaboration. Powerful and emotional and touching.

Carmen

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

The pain of being treated badly comes out well in this poem and yet one cannot but admire the courage that you would not want to cry in front of such an assault on the soul. Powerful poem. Victor

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

You leave me speechless with your poems! Love and God Bless! Holly

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

A powerfully sad collaboration, you two.

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Tinks

I like Dai's analytical review below..
C' est magnifique collaboration

Blessings

Peter

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Reviewed on October 28, 2006

Quite a teasing poem. Had to read it a few times to understand the tension and conflict. Finally dawned that the plea was for the tear not to drop. I worked with men and women with acute social and behavioural problems. One woman had been through so many travails - many self inflicted - that she had no more tears left to drop. She felt that mercy and sincerity had all passed her by. Trouble was, they had parked themselves nearby but she could no longer recognise these either. Sad.