Asking... .. . (poem) by D. L. Vegas on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 11, 2013

Lots of poetic fellowship here. Well done!

JMD

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on March 11, 2013

I like the swirl feeling I get from this poem. "All sides of what they believe" itself presents a swirl, the 'We huddle together," more swirl, and the buzz of our questions in the 'mist of disbelieve (disbelief)' reads like we are in a twister, those small whirl-winds in wheat fields. Very effective how you left off with "Asking..." Great! ~~ Diana

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on March 7, 2013

Comforting one another... but individualism is everywhere. It is true that somehow, we all ask the same questions and the answers, although individual, only make sense when we are connected to each other.

Axilea

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on March 6, 2013

Togetherness.. .Love it. ..

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley

Reviewed on March 6, 2013

And there you have it all darlin'
we are all connected and support one another...

Hugs

With much Love and Light Deborah,
Lily

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on March 6, 2013

There are two types of people left to do the 'asking' the first is the person that sings the song of dispair while the second are constantly ready to ask, 'what's next?' You have written a profound little poem here, well done.
Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on March 5, 2013

we ask but few have the answers, it is within each of us
budd

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on March 5, 2013

Nobody has all the answers. Time only tells.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 5, 2013

Thank you for writing what makes me feel like it is all about me. It is as though you took a peek into my soul and saw and felt what is there. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on March 5, 2013

Life is a . . . And we seem to play the same game year in, year out, century in, century . . .

Reviewed by Karen Springer

Reviewed on March 5, 2013

The spirit of humanity comes together when we need it most and to me, it at those times that makes us question faith and belief and reason. Why is it that we feel we need strength outside of ourselves? And yet it provides comfort to so many. And patience is a virture which so many do not possess...myself included ;) Nice write.