Dream (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on November 22, 2006

Excellent poem, Tinka -- soft and flowing, lovely.
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by m w

Reviewed on November 3, 2006

Can't imagine anyone wanting to hide you away Tink.... another touching write

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on November 3, 2006

Simply beautiful Tinka !.........M

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2006

Never cease dreaming, but you gotta live those dreams...

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on October 31, 2006

Smooth dream narration
your words move like silk
thank You Tinka
For your dreams
An excellent write

Love & Peace
William

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 31, 2006

We should all continue to search for new dreams.

Reviewed by Daring Sunshine

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Don't hide; stunning heart.Thought all with your words & heart.
Peace&Grace,
Sharon

Reviewed by Robert Blackwell

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Very wonderful piece, Tinka.

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Beautiful write my friend, yet a bit mystical or mysterious one might say. It seems as though their is a much deeper thought than the pen portrayed.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Absolutely gorgeous!

Elizabeth

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

In between these lines is a deep love.
Susan

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Exquisite writing, you two; bravo! Brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love (and prayers), your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :)

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

so very well-written...

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Sometimes dreams are a mirror of our subconscious. This is a wonderful collaboration. Excellent poem. Victor

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

I know it sounds silly, but when there is someone in my dream that I know close to hand, and I awake before the dream finishes, I wised I could ask that person how it ended. Our daily lives are scripted in a sense, and we have an input, yet who scripts the dreams?
Dreams often contain a bass line that is intrinsic to our lives either negative or positive. This aspect - as has already been observed - threads its way through this introspection.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Indeed, as others have said, a dream that is laced with something more akin to arsenic than old lace!! Much reticence here and almost "payback" - yet the visual is soooo serene! You illustrate what it means in the old adage "still waters run deep" - and ESPECIALLY the deep unfathomable waters of the dreamscape, which, perhaps, in this instance, are somewhat premeditated... Almost a "thriller" here, Tinks!! Whatever... very evocative and atmospheric anyways... Bless you, Darlin. K xx

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Tinks

I concur with Brittany below completely..

There is a deeper motive and undercurrent hidden between the lines..

Dramatic poetry

Blessings

Peter

Reviewed by J M (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Beautiful imagery about a dream.............

Reviewed by Chrissy McVay

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Great imagery.

Chrissy

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Special places of solitude and escape are dreams that challenge us to put them to the best of use, reading this poem we can see you have done that perfectly. Spectacular write Tink.

Fee

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Your words say more than meet the eye -- almost haunting.

Carmen

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

sweet dreams Tink, rock a by baby in the dream world

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

You have so much to say, and you say it so well!!! How can anything be better! Love, your adoring fan, Holly

Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

"Dream"
Beautiful!

From the Heart of an Artist Quiet Storm

Reviewed by Rusty Daily

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Almost seems as the dream is a metaphor for fantasizing in quiet times you use to 'get away'. Regardless, well written Tinka.
Rusty

Reviewed by Brittany Ren�e

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Something deeper under this poem. Its scent is dark and bitter. You make me curious on the motive behind these words written so heartfelt, Tinka!! ;-)