Shepherds (poem) by Danae Wilkin on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 17, 2015

Parsimony is a virtue of both the songwriter and the poet.
You have mastered your craft well, and all the preceding comments
are testimony to your skills. But I ramble. Thanks for this rendering of life, love, disappointment, and hope written with care
and with deep understanding. Or as the songwriter might say "You've only just begun..."

Reviewed by Danae Wilkin

Reviewed on February 26, 2013

Thanks to all for your heartfelt responses. I appreciate all of your views. Always gratifying to hear such passionate words and thoughts. You are all wise. The only kind of readers I want.

Reviewed by Keith Rowley

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

Your voice sounds much as I try to project into my own work - detached yet disturbed, contemplative yet passionate. For my own part, I embrace the dark and rejoice in its essence as much as I lament its outcomes. - Sorry - your poem caught me at a reflective moment and I think understand the forces shaping your words. Keep writing - you're good!

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 18, 2013

As your poem so poignantly describes, we have created a monster and it is us.

Ron

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on January 11, 2013

thought provoking read

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on January 11, 2013

I'd like to say this is perfection, though this needs further attention.
It is dreadful how animals are used. Such as the dog that was caged, electrodes to the left, the dog move to the right. Electrodes to the right, dog moved to the left. Electrodes to the floor, dog lied down on cage floor and simply gave up, even when the cage door was open, it had given up wanting freedom, thinking this caged life was normal. What was the point, we know this! Yet, could there be times when saving children outweigh the use of animals. A moral maze, to be sure.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 10, 2013

Ah yes we are all working for that to take place here and now not in heaven,where we know it exists.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on January 10, 2013

a well written poem of deep thought about what is left to be done and those waiting...
budd

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on January 9, 2013

You have aroused the attention of those curious about 'shepherds' and in this awakening reminded us that there is still much to do...to make all of life correct, for that I applaud you...but you have to remember change is slow and endless, but it is all doable. I wish you peace.
Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on January 9, 2013

There will be those of a different consciousness, a focus that sees differently, but for the sake of planet's survival, as you so adroitly posit, killing needs to be reined in. That which supersedes any journal entry is the understanding that we are all one with components that function differently, but still...part of the whole. Some may never comprehend the slow kill of themselves by allowing the killing of other living entities. Of course, we might be thought a bit loony to include plants, but...those who have bathed the leaves of a rubber plant know what I'm talking about. Would that more people thought as you, we would have fewer senseless actions toward life.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 9, 2013

I particularly was moved by the last stanza, Danae. Your poem was sad, and I know you meant for it to be sad. I am very much an animal lover, but there are times when the use of them is beneficial to mankind. You might ask what about animalkind? Good point. My point is I am probably alive and living a much better life because of the benefits they derived from "The gentlest animal / Poached for spurious medicine." I don't apologize for wanting to live as healthy as I possibly can. Don't take this wrong, as I said, I love animals, and I think they all have a place on this earth.