Old Worn Souls (poem) by Susan K. de Vegter on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on June 21, 2006

this so got to me, especialy at this point in my life, it i spired and touched me...
susan, this, I thank you for this, a keeper...
cannot quite explain, but this hope within or...?
ah, loved this, meaningful and simply much here that so connects as
the piece itself describes and it did somehow give me something special...
a gift of a poem,
for me, again...thank you!
mi

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on June 20, 2006

Your DNA or my DNA? If I could just get destain out!

Ron

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on June 20, 2006

Great write Susan!!

Touched by it!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

This was deeply felt in the penning Susan.

There's so much we don't know about this world and our lives, and, from my own experience, if we're not careful, our imaginations can lead us astray.

Richard

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

A powerful, inspiring write, Susan, very well done.

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

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

Break fear, doubts, anything negative and anything is possible...

brillo

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

Quite a poem, Susan, and I believe many earthly souls stunt their growth with doubt and senseless fears.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

Our spirits are our souls that travels eons of times, and it is always growing. We should listen to our inner selves. It is always moving forward.

A wonderful inspiring write. I think every poet on this board should read this post.

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

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

Good post. Listen to your inner self, because your inner self has been growing and evolving over the centuries, and somewhere in there, there just may be the key to life and its mysteries. But we go along cluttering our inner self up with what could be called junk food for the soul.

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

The spirit moves in this poem, susan. You are an old soul who's reached your full humanity and you are probably heading for a seat at the left hand of the goddess... blessings! k

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

Very thoughtful and introspective but well worth the second reading. It made me look back look forward and look deep inside my own soul to question just who I am. Poems like this are rare and you did a fantastic job here.
Fee

Reviewed by rite

Reviewed on June 18, 2006

Life is a test. No it's not. Life is an ordeal. No it's not. We've been through that a thousand times. Life is a fragment on the path toward destiny that was determined eons ago. We'll just keep our eyes focussed on that.

RAge

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on June 18, 2006

Spirits thrive for unknown eons, the wisest of us all...why? They don't let fragmented mind habitat be responsible for their negativity, thus their disappearance. Your poem here like your mind, Susan is on the brink of evolution...this poem installed to recreate the spray of human intelligence...nice work!

Sage

Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader)

Reviewed on June 18, 2006

MASTERPIECE Susan!!!!!!!!!!!

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on June 18, 2006

What a gem Susan!We are all intertwined in so many ways. our relationships like used car always needing attention. You wrote this one with your wisdom pen Sis!(we are related;-)