Moonlit Walls (poem) by Dawn Anderson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Richard Bryant (Reader)

Reviewed on November 5, 2008

This hits home, sadly describes me.

Reviewed on September 2, 2008

I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed on August 30, 2008

Dawn Wanting so deeply to recapture the past can be sooo intense, the past is just that, the present and time has prevailed. With much Warmth and Love to you. Carin'

Reviewed by David Hightower

Reviewed on August 29, 2008

Dawn - You got everything right in this poem the setting,

shadows cast upon

Moonlit bedroom walls.

the atmosphere,

This place � yours � mine �

No longer ours �

the action,

Gently, I place my hand upon

Your naked chest. With annoyance,

You sigh at the intrusion.

and the conclusion,

Time � space � distance lie between

Us,

All create a feeling of loss, regret and realization that nothing can change it. - David

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

A small but beautiful window opens here and we catch a glimpse of so much, not just what there is to view but what there is to feel. Dawn, I love this piece.
John

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

so well expressed, so very sad-beautifully done!

Reviewed by Shedding Light

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

This is a beauty Dawn !!!!!!

Harold M. Nash

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

A marvellous poem: please capture the past with some ease

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

We will always experience seasons - hopefully the ones that seperate us will end eventually and something more important than ourselves will bring us back together stronger and wiser.

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

Beautiful write but never stop trying it can become more beautiful than you ever imagined. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

Oh the pain of love that has gone asunder. You are an amazing woman, and love will recapture your heart and soul again.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on August 28, 2008

Dawn,

One is never too old for that warm touch in the middle of the night or to love the security that gentle touch brings. Your poem is so sad and the thought so empty. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Southern Comfort

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

When love dies instead of burying it, we try to give it CPR, knowing full well it is hopeless. A GREAT write! SC

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

A cool breeze in a hot summer night's passion
something that was once there, no longer exites
An excellent write Dawn
love & peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Poignant and piercing - skewers my core. And, yet, the gist is wrapped up in your usual eloquence.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Dawn this is so real. It captures so well the sad futility that some of us feel when the years have passed and the passion of love has fisseled.
Fee

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

A genuine write of sadness and yet a longing to recapture what once was....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Linda Law

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Nicely written. lindalaw

Reviewed by L Hippler

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

One that a lot of us can identify with. And very well written as always, Dawn.
Larry

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Simply told, with a contemporary feel,
the description of something that ends.

Axilea

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Sad one, Dawn; very well penned! BRAVA!

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

Reviewed by F William Broome

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Poignant beyond imagining. Words one never believed would be used in a loving situation. I would bleed for you... if that will help. - Bill

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

....strangers in the night. Dawn, Your poem flows with emotions, simply heartfelt, beautiful as is sad.
Christine

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

There's sadness in this poem. I hope this is not your life that you are writing about. Take care, Dawn!

Sandie May :o)

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

A sad experience, Dawn, beautifully written. Though it pains me,
I admire that second stanza. I like to think this is an exercise;
if not, I have to wonder what's wrong with the guy with the naked
chest. I should know better, but I have always felt (or hoped) that genuine love was its own feedback. This guy proves me wrong. -gene.

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

A well written poem that I enjoy reading.take care

Edwin

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

There is an old clich� that one can be lonely amidst a crowd. I think I can expand on that and say there is no loneliness greater than when a wall comes between a man and a woman who have been in a loving relationship. It hurts, and one does finally realize how futile trying to hold on becomes. Good write, Dawn. (Hope you had a wonderful vacation.

Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Great use of descriptive phrasing. We love, we lose, and somehow we always love again. I love love!

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

The mood is anything but precious. It makes me sad to realize things go wrong with people's relationnships. I had a good one with my Tom who died. Cannot express his love for me enough.

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Amen to Karla's review... your words paint an emotion filled picture that is, sadly, the reality for many...
Cryssa

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on August 27, 2008

Ah, this one is sad: and reality for many. Perfectly penned, you set the mood in few words. That's what I love about your poetry. No wasted motion! Well done, Dawn.

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