Burnt Daydreams (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 14, 2009

Your words ring so much meaning...this is heartfelt!

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on January 14, 2009

Sounds serious Fee. Hope you are well.

Walt

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on January 14, 2009

Your title says it ALL!
A unique outlook on the dreams that fail

Reviewed by William Potter

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

A great deal of wisdom is packed into these twelve lines. A powerful poem.

take care,

William

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on January 13, 2009

Great, Fee. This poem has such an original topic. I learned something in the process. Love and Hugs,
Sheila

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Fee,
Alot of wisdom here, Fee. As I've told you before I used to work in a nursing home. I've seen many go back in time from a smell or a memory. Excellent poetry, my friend.

Blessings and hugggs,
~Linda

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

You have cleverly woven your ideas here, Pops, and I think it's very concisely done, creating much intensity. I think it's right, that your sense of smell is heightened during sickness... in fact, many mind-altering things take place, especially during fevers. But to equate that with a kind of love-sickness is novel and you've achieved a dramatic effect in so-doing. Bless you, Kate xx

Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

There are always some smells we remember whenever we get sick-for me it is Vicks vapor rub.

Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

I am in total agreement with Mr Ed here, Fee. It's like a song can remember when. A very heart touching poem sweetie and it's good to read you again ... hugs

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Heart touching Fee. Funny the ways and things we remember.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

I've heard that a smell can often release more thoughts and memories and emotions than a sight or a sound can; and I for one believe it's true.

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

'Hugs and snuggles, it's my own little way to say how I need you each and every day'-------EXCELLENT, I LOVE THIS!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

Having a "memory overload" and being "out of sync with Eros" is kind of finding oneself trying to do one hand applaus.
But you aren't alone, you have plenty of friends, choose one, and let all the *&%$�#.� out on her.................or him. LOL

Georg

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on January 12, 2009

So poignant...pulls at the heart.

Reviewed by Debra Baker

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

Awe Fee, this poem yanked at me heart. I loved it...

Reviewed by Michelle Mead

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

This says alot, much depth to it, and speaks to the reader, especially this one. Michelle

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

Powerfully penned, Fee; bravo! Hope you are okay!

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

Reviewed by kg cummings

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

this is one that tugs on the heart strings. Very good work Fee. Your friend, Kathy

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

Powerfully penned poignancy, the longing so strong - like the aroma of burnt toast. Well done.

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

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

I can follow this one and take it to heart dear Felix. I too know those feelings. Thank you so for sharing.

Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

That's all you need for opened loving hearts says the rest. Wonderful lovely write Fee and so touching. Love and hugs, Bonnie