Dear Tinka,

Genius at work here . . . !!


Love,

Lance

Tinka, I felt a lump in my throat as I read this. Sad and powerful...and beautifully written in Tinka Boukes style!

poignant read

Oh, Tinka. You are too talented!! Pain s e a r s. But you know what? Your work is so good that it is impossible to believe that
you will not overcome any and every obstacle you encounter. Guess that is overstating -- none of us are immune to Time and Tide --, but
I am sure you get my drift. My admiration knows no bounds!! Bless you for sharing your deeply honest and beautiful executed works.
Always, and Then, <3 'Pea' <3

How life's realities can tear us apart both from within and from with out... emotional write Tinka

A poem wrote under a sadness tree which was droping tears as falling leaves.
Georg

emotionally powerful, Tinka ...

Tragic is another name for what this poem conveys. Eventually, the far side of life comes back to a good beginning, my philosophy.

God bless you. Kathy

The sounds of one searching and reaching for the answers to relieve the tired soul of its burdens. The answers will be found just have faith...

Be safe,
Karen

Wonderfully soulful write, dear lady. Love can cut the heart so deep, and those that abuse or missuse it cannot be truly forgiven, no matter who they are...especially those we trusted to do right by us, to protect us...it is the essence that feeds our "talent"...we want it to stop, and yet without it we cannot create...for it is the dark things that most inspire the true "artist"...and sometimes they are too hard to face...putting the feeling to words helps releive the pain...I think I know what you write of here...have been close to another that has suffered such abuse...
Be safe, be well, and find happiness in the newly rising sun,
Jim

excellent work with this poem, Tinka!

Oh Tinka, I think we have all visited that dark side and made return trips to the light. Sometimes it takes a little longer to find our way back then others but we have to keep searching for the way...

hugs
Fee

this write strikes my heart. it describes how i feel at the present time. Thank you for this piece. May brighter times lay ahead. Peace and Love, Pamela

Love should never be a duty, you are healing, for you are questioning and seing yourself, the first medicine, then the next...
Many Blessings and much healing to you! Jasmin Horst

The power to change any situtation has to come from within you...follow your heart
peace and love to you, Carole~

What is duty? What is passion?
Both worlds are so far from love made of tenderness, support and mutual desire.

Interesting questions arise from the pain you describe. It is sad, but it could also be the right questioning for a new beginning.

Axilea

Heart-wrenching...honesty will see you through, Tinka.

love,
Gina

What direction to be chosen..May come from understanding previous choices...Only love ~ Ted

this poem truly touches my heart-I am sorry for what you have been through-allow for times on the far side but i hope you continue constantly to take steps forward, blessing to you

I can so relate to this awesome and courageous write, for I am so feeling the same. We are passionate, strong woman, cast into a hopeless abyss, knowing that if we had what we so needed our eyes wouldn't stray to greener Pastures. Feel my spirit reach out to you and embrace you. LOVE YOU! Sissy

YIKkkes! Girl, If it to be! IT WILL BE!
Remember that, their isn't much that can be done, except to take steps to get to where YOU/etc. want to be1
GREAT poem, sad, longing and still HOPEFUL!

Love and hugs, Warrior Lady Sheeeoox

TAke small steps, atleast the Universe will see it and know you mean it! and the rest will take it's course! YOU must believe! BELIEVE! SEE, it works!

STay Positive!
Tough - LoVING Write!!!

Tinka, it is never to late to move on to a brighter side of life and from your write dear, you should have done this long agao.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

That is what the far side is for, Tinka. There is a bright side. You only need to look toward it. I know. I know. Easy for me to say. Sometimes things are not as simple as we would like . . .

Tinka,

Can't you report him for rape? Forced couplings??? You've got to get out, somehow...call the police, get out to a shelter, do something, just. Get. OUT! You're in my prayers. :(

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

So sad Tinka! I wish I were closer so you could talk to me. I want you to be happy. What can I do, as a friend?
Love,
Susan

Wow, a very powerful, emotive, and well penned verse.
I hope life resolves for you soon, sweet Tinka.


Walt

I try to shake this dark mood

And I truly hope you can, Tinky, and replace it with a very light, happy one.

Poweful write; very well penned, Tinka!

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