Spirit Walk (poem) by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jim Dunlap

Reviewed on October 20, 2003

This is very well done. I think all of your admirers have pretty much said everything else that could be said.

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2003

This is just such a lovely piece to read. Leaves one feeling at peace.

~Joseph

Reviewed by Marlene Dawn

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

Such beautiful expression of emotion here. Amazing.
~thanks Marlene~

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

(((bear)))

my sister, this is a beautiful, beautiful introspective piece--BRAVA, dear lady

(((HUGS))) and love,

karla. :)

Reviewed by Jaclynn Huntington (Reader)

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

An awsome write, dear lady. Perhaps I need a spirit walk to ease my soul. I love the flow of this and the images formed most inspireing.

~Jackie~

Reviewed by Sara Russell

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

I love this homage to nature and your ancestors, Reindeer, especially:

The night’s hunters
Wait for the moon,
And the shadows loom
Stark and quiet,
In the falling night…

May the spirits always walk beside you and protect you...

Sara.

Reviewed by Trixie Love

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

Ohhh Retta,
This is such a spiritul
journey...

Superb!!!

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

Retta, this is clearly an invitation to resolvement. Peaceful and resting. Wonderfully written. Lisa

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

I am so weary,
Tired,
Spent,
My life a desert
Of dead and dying trees

You have written an emotional gem my friend...loved this write much...I can relate.....BHUWAN

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

the hjourney to home is guided by the spirit go good will and knowledge...

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

Rein,
Oh sweetest friend the art and the emotion and the expression this is poem of day.
I always leave your den so filled up/...
Love Lady peg

Reviewed by Taylor Trenton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

Oh this is so beautiful....
Taylor

Reviewed by Transcendental Poet (Reader)

Reviewed on October 12, 2003

Brilliant work Rein!

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

When You Go To (God) Your Spirit Dies In This World,i.e Only a Vehicle For You toride Walk In!

TRASK

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

A gtreat spiritual write Retta!!

Love The pic too!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

A very spiritual write. I love this Retta!...and thank you so much for your well wishes!

Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu :o)

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

A wonderful piece ...Reindeer
Excellent treading

William

Reviewed by Floreann Cawley

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

just beautiful..Floreann

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

I believe in the Great Spirit..
Great write........

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

A beautiful poem and a lovely picture! A great combination.

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

Reindeer I could hear the songs and feel the drumbeats in this..wonderful...floria....love the picture

Reviewed by Jack Roberts

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

Beautiful write Reindeer! Love the picture too.

Jack

Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

A chef d'oveure picture! Awesome poem! Stunning to say the least! Into my library this goes! Thankx for review of continuing to play the...! You are gifted poetess!
Love ya!
Friends,
Becca

Reviewed by Robert Blackwell (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

Another beautiful write from you. Many, many hugs for you.

{{{{{{{{{hug}}}}}}}}}}

Reviewed by Zenith Elliott

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

Retta, this is truly heartfelt and beautiful! ~Z~

Reviewed by Sanil nath (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

Excellent write ... walking is really bad ... and that too when in the middle of night ... when we are in total sleep ... i used to walk in the nite when i was too small ... shout, as i see bad dreams ... but this was when i was a child ... But now i dont bcoz i never see night mares as my heart is full of my love and she livein it with all goodness ...why nitemares when i have her

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2003

We must all walk with our own individual spirits and when the whisper to us we must listen or forever be damned.