As I BreatheThe Fresh Air” (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by John Mayer

Reviewed on April 29, 2005

I liked this poem a lot. The beach is where I go to breathe too.

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on April 20, 2005

Tinka,

Quilled to ecstatic perfection ... your poetic brillance once again shines!!

Blessings,

Robert

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

Reviewed on April 20, 2005

Lovely work
Perhaps a seagull has a crush on you!!!

Take care

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on April 20, 2005

A lovely passionate piece Tink. Love causes mirages. G

Reviewed by Pier Tyler

Reviewed on April 20, 2005

Love has a way...Awesome write as "usual" I like this one!

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

well done

Reviewed by M Flack

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

I agree that it is a beautiful melancholy poem...

Yet there is always wisdom to be found in the seagulls’ call. Sort of Gods' special messenger...

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Tinka what a gentle longing in the beautiful write...well done

Peace and love, Carole

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Stay well and use that beach muse more often...ed

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Tinka, a beautiful capture of longing. Listen to those gulls. I believe they have a message for you. Dawn

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Nothing happens by chance, Tinka. If you knew the voice of the Gull was a connection, then it certainly must have been. We can be one in spirit with those we are unable to be physically near.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by M. B. (Reader)

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Such yearning touches my spirit, Tinka. Beautiful, graceful write!!

~ Mari

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Tinka--I felt this. There was a longing, softness to this and you said it all so well.

Reviewed by Dave Harm

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Keep dreaming, keep believing... it will come true... beautiful write

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

It could have been him. Why not? If you think hard enough that it was him, it will be him.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Another beautiful sad yearning poem Tinka, beautiful art and music make this wonderful poetic presentation a tear jerker!(((((hugs))))))

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Just Wishful Thinking...

TRASK

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

Yearning has been penned well Tinka. Keep that ink flowing

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

beautiful music and poem, tinks; they go so well together! brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :(

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on April 19, 2005

A beautiful loning lonesome write Tinka

Paul;-]