On My Own Terms (poem) by Peter Paton on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 4, 2006

Peter,

I feel refreshed too. You walked me through every step of beauty, fear and strength of spirit to continue on - only to arrive at the end strong, not afraid and back home. Wow!

Cynthia

Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)

Reviewed on July 4, 2006

You are such a joy to read, Peter!
The picture you paint is vivid
and I'm glad I didn't miss it. Thanks!
(I love the photo, too.)

Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

How empowering, to take this walk with you, Peter.............from the pink roses bejewelling the trellis [lovely!] .......... to the feeling of the strength of your truth and convictions...........to the treading down of the serpents and dragons ................and finally, to return to your front gate, armed, ready...and ever-secure!

A stellar compilation, Peter!!! God bless you!
my love & prayers, Rhonda

PS.Thank you for the photo of Glasgow - I have Scottish roots myself!

Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

A beautiful realistic and wise poem,
B&R

Reviewed by bluecornflower orangetiger

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

always trust in your Sovereign God...positive advice Peter. Mary

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

Powerful offering Peter!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

excellent write!!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

as I sought that calmness at the core, that is necessary for clear thinking

You've truly gotten to the very core here, Peter.

Reviewed by Taylor Ryan

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

"as I sought that calmness at the core, that is necessary for clear thinking

and enables you to seperate the illusion from the crystal clear truth

there are those that seek to hoodwink and beguile you in life

but I laugh at them with a smile, I've been around the block a few times"

I choose my time to walk as an introspective time as well...more suburban than your city streets, but the laughter of children is most always in the air. I leave fear behind...perhaps I am too unassuming...trusting by nature. I think I look at all of life that way...always trusting and looking for the good in others and the best in life full circle. The rest is a dream within reach.
This is suxch a beautifully constructed poem...the cycles of life, the people within, and your circuituous route compared. Thank you for sharing your walk and a piece of who you are... please take care.

Love,
Taylor

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on July 3, 2006

Peter:

This one is soo good. There are so many well-descibed sceneries, and I like the strong faith that you have expressed in this poem.

Love,
Sandie May Angel :o)

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

Amen! Peter you are an examople for all who seek to be strong, diciplined and have a life with meaning, being able to rely on self and God to journey through this earthly phase of life!Bravo!

Reviewed by Linda Dousay

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

I set off on my evening walk ...
...
as I sought that calmness at the core, that is necessary for clear thinking

Peter, Please keep walking and please keep writing...with each word, I feel my own inner strength building! Love, Linda

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

Having grown up in Los Angeles, I understand all that you speak of here, quite well. A strong will and knowledge of all that is around you is generally your best defense. Being in good shape doesn't hurt either...having the ability to run to safety is a comfort to possess. There is a beauty in all of life, even in the chants of the "ladies" on the street corners, thinking of them always makes me grin and gently shake my head. From manicured gardens to the lions den, that about sums up my neighborhood as I was growing up. Excellent visuals with enough flexibility for the reader to apply them to their own memories.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Chrissy McVay

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

Thanks for the photo of Glasglow. I always welcome web sites that show other places in the world too...

Reviewed by rite

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

Your words feel familiar to me. It cannot just be the block you've been around a few times, perhaps also other realms few have ever visited. There must have been strange, bizarre trips you've been on, that made little sense to you when you were on them, but much later allowed you to see matters in a different perspective, giving you a kind of bird's eye view while others continue to struggle and move in only two dimensions. Having been bestowed these privileges (which isn't always a pleasurable prerogative) the measure of responsability is relatively increased. Reading the poem you posted here, I have no doubt you are fully aware of this. Thank you for creating and sharing. Take care,

RAge

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

Glasgow scares me at night... Tea from scotts, lol only with scotch... Very well told...

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on July 2, 2006

Quite a little trip, frought with danger, intrigue and braggadocio, except in this particular case it isn't empty threats, I believe you when you speak. Finally, at last, and thank goodness, you usher us to the front gate and hopefully offer us a spot of tea.