Canary Dead Will Not Be Heard (poem) by A PAX on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

You are the master of metaphor Anita! I always get inspired by your poems! You are a superb poet!

Love,
ET

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

yay Ron,

yes the use of the canary and mine were merely metaphores.......

this was not about miners or canaries, but about dwelling on things long buried.....and not letting go...

thanks Ron :)

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

There is a deep message here-- I hope I got it.

Ron

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Wow, a profound write my friend...reaches the depths of one's heart and soul...you've expressed it well...reminds me of the coal mines that my family has worked in as far back as I can remember...I've heard stories about how they used canary to foresee their fate...touching write!
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

My linking mind is linking this with Frank Whyte's latest. Soldiers too-- caught and placed in a narrow opening between our warring politics. Their voices sing freedom, and are meant to save lives. Their voices that are silenced forever from poisonous hatred should be remembered. And perhaps someday we'll find a less dangerous way of securing life and goods for everyone!
I really like the newsprint-like fonts you've used. Their changing sizes builds interest and emphasis to your poem. --Charlie

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Coming from a place where coal mines once prospered and made fotunes for their owners while keeping working men and their families virtual prisoners who feared growing sick or the dreaded alarms of a cave in I can truly appreciater this write. Those little canaries saved many a life by giving enough warning that the dangerous gases were in the air and to get out of the mine. Excellant write.

Fee

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Excellent pen,enjoyed...stay safe and well...Hugsssssss

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Lady A,

Powerfully penned, deep thoughts here--well done.

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

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Excellent poetry, Tania; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Canary dead, will not be heard

How so very true, Queen Dremas. And yet, once again, a marvelous quote!

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Poets lift the veil where the canary goes . . . Sadness is part and parcel of a poets (some) life . . . When the canary stops singing that is when poets raise their voices . . .

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

Anita,

Outstanding write, rhyme and flow my friend. Having an open mind will keep that canary in tune. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

a really interesting write-love the pretense

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on January 21, 2008

You always leave us with a wise thought and one that speaks truths in an animated way of choice. Your poetic genuis is always mastered with an ear to the earth.
Love,
Susan