Essential (poem) by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Mark Huntsman (Reader)

Reviewed on December 10, 2012

I used to sneak up to my wife's window when we were teens, her Dad didn't like me then, but now we are good buds. Like this one too

Mark

Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader)

Reviewed on December 2, 2012

Where art thou Romeo, for he stands below your window dear Lady Lily sending the whispers of love to you

I bow and tip my hat to you

Cyrano

Reviewed by Ed J.

Reviewed on December 1, 2012

such love never dies it only grows. Heart touhing poem.

Stay welll and keep writing
Eddy

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on November 26, 2012

A marvelous quote and poem.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

it is the truth of love that you have penned so eloquently that is essential you above all others have allowed us to know that beautifully. anyone who shared this deep emotion as you have entoned would be rich beyond dreams
budd

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

essential; to be loved, to feel it and to know it.~ Morgan

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

So heartfelt and beautifully written Laura

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

"Essential" and Necessary
*Lily* just as You have so
elequently written it..

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Diane Miller (Reader)

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

What a dreamy writing and felt in those words. Beautiful is what I can state.

Di

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

Thank you for sharing this thought-inciting and compelling piece, Carolee. Your message leaves one prone to reflection. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

I had those essential feelings this morning as I was waking up. It sure is wonderful how the mind provides the body with enlightenment.

Ron

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

Exquisite message and poem! There is much to think about here ~
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)

Reviewed on November 25, 2012

For what becomes essential is invisible to ones eyes.
When oneness is found, all physical pleasure become trivial.
Love, happiness, harmony, serenity, completeness, oneness, all is felt by the heart and of so much higher value.
So beautiful and so deep again Carolee sigh.............

Reviewed by Gail D (Reader)

Reviewed on November 24, 2012

What a beautiful poem, filled with love for someone. Absolutely beautiful. Thank you for sharing this romance

Gail

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on November 24, 2012

"For no man knows the time....."....as so many are trying to do! Another mystical fabulous write!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on November 24, 2012

"for then time proves itself
In saint perfection hearts grow"

I love those two lines. The rest of the poem is a masterful work of stating the obvious, but stating it with flair as only you can do. And for sure, purity does nourish the soul and a pure heart is the absolute first one to know. This is just a well done piece of work, Carol.