OOh sometimes things surface inevitably, best out than in though, now 2010 can bring healing and new beginings.. Hugs and much love to you. Chezza, whose sweltering in sticky heat ;)
yeowzer! this is a heart ripper of a poem. only hope that it is poetry and not an actual event in your life. well penned with plenty of emotion. Hugs, Kathy
Karla, I hope the absolute joy of Christmas found its way into your heart and healed the pain -- peace and love to you y dear friend -- Jon Michael
Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
Reviewed on December 27, 2009
A reason and season for every deed under heaven. Crying the tears of betrayal then rejoice in the fact that it would be no longer a secret. Out in the open there is no fear of it any longer. Call it Destiny, Call it fate, Call it the time to remember. In a short time only your enemies will remember, those who love you the most will still be by your side and perhaps now will share their secrets. A heart felt write for who ever it was meant for you have caught our eyes here. LadyJ
I am sorry Karla, but they that do that have a lot more problems than you do, dont let that Christmas Spirit die on the count of those that are trying to kill it, a wonderful write I am praying for you
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Pent up emotions tend to percolate when they shouldn't and fully erupt at the most unfortunate times. I hope you put a flaming lump of coal in his stocking. Patrick
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on December 26, 2009
Ah, I think that box belonged to me actually. Been looking for it. My little box of pain, God how I've missed thee...........
Powerfully shared and full of captivation in the way it was penned! Great analogies of painful secrets to Christmas presents!
Superbly done... except, i hope it wasn't true!
One can only surmise what was found, and if what was found was something of physical substance or psychological substance. Is the attic truly a place of exposed wooden beams or shadows in the writer's mind? As always, your words, Karla, cause one to hesitate and think, and that's a very good thing.
Mark
Powerfully penned sadness. It didn't help that I made you cry too yesterday; forgive me??
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *tears!*
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on December 26, 2009
I must have been waiting for this one, Karla, I'm on it like white on rice. Love this wail you have built into your poetry tonight, very nicely done. This one, to me, is special, it talks that talk and walks that walk . . .
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
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I do hope smiles had filled your face and heart.
Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose
Sheila
Georg
but your brilliant write made it a joy to read
Peace & love be with you
William
In Christs Love
Michelle~
With Love,
Cindy
Superbly done... except, i hope it wasn't true!
With love, hugs, and admiration,
Suzie :-D
Mark
Powerfully penned sadness. It didn't help that I made you cry too yesterday; forgive me??
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( *tears!*