Shake (poem) by Tinka Boukes on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on January 2, 2008

compelling

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on December 19, 2007

These poems are ripping me apart.

Ron

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on December 16, 2007

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce

Reviewed on December 14, 2007

Wonderful work, Tinka!!! Your poems are always so heartfelt!!!

Sandie May :o)

P.S. Thank you so much for your kind words to my poem about my father-in-law. I greatly appreciate it!

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on December 14, 2007

This cuts to the heart with an elegant meloncholy, awwww, pax A :(

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on December 13, 2007

"Keep hoping for more
Ending up with nothing"
This is true of soooo many Sissy. You have mastered the melancholy protagonist, and in so doing you move upon the hearts of your readers with many emotions. Stand strong!
Blessings and Love from ...
Big bro

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on December 13, 2007

Tinka you make my heart ache! I so pray that you find the way to resolve all things so that you can accept the love that is waiting
for you!

Reviewed by RaeLynn Teller

Reviewed on December 13, 2007

As we travel through life, we collect our scars. And when you meet that person who sees the banner of strength those scars represent, hold on of dear life.

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on December 13, 2007

Tinka I have to agree with Felix, we have all been there before but we have to accept that the future will be bright and beautiful, just have faith.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on December 13, 2007

We all have walked through the dragon's flame a time or two and felt the burn of passion and love gone afoul. The truth is though unless we try, and try again we will never know the rare beauty that is true love.

Fee

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

Oh Tinka, stay strong, stand tall and you will see it through. Scars never fade away, but only make you a stronger person....

Be safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

Gotta fly out, like peter pan. Becareful what you call the teddy, or you could end up in an arab jail..

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

"Raw wounds" and "everlasting scars". These words sound familiar to many, I think.

Accurately expressed.

Take care,

Axilea

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

I hear ya Tinka..
With love,
Ron

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

hang in there friend, keep writing and working it out-blessings and peace, karen

Reviewed by R Beeman

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

true scars will also be there, but those are warrior marks to be honored and respected as we fought through life at that moment. we continue down the road of life to live, love, and let time carry us down our road of life. be blessed my friend.

randy

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

...when shaken...there can be no expectation...but awakening to newness...and yet scars remain...art of the self...penned...perhaps to awaken others.
John

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

Beautiful in it's sadness, Tinka. Keep licking those wounds and they eventually close.
Much Love here,
R~

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

A homeless love is a sad thing indeed. A place to rest, need. We all have to move forward and never give up looking to find a home for that love so tender.

Walt

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

It's only love that can wreck a human being and turn her inside out. Love is all I can give you in freiendship Tinka and if ever I can help...I'm nearby. I stand behind you always.
Susan

Reviewed by Ted Bossis

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

Future is not knowable ~ There will be another present ...Evol*Ted

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

((((HUGS))) and prayers!

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

heartfelt poem,, Hope you can shake it and life is kind to you as you deserve!
Christine

Reviewed by m w

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

As always Tinka, powerful words, the kind that cut to the fiber of pain and anguish... hope they are only words and not heart felt... HUGS

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

All love needs a home, and I hope one can soon be found.

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

Deep! Very deep and consuming of the heart~!
Hang In Tink!
YOU will surface! If you HANG In and Make a CHANGE! CHANGE! CHANGE, when you take 1 step, the Universe will take the other for you! YOu must start or you will be in the same PLACE, Heart- Mind- Body and Soul! I care as I pray!
Warm hugs and Warmer Blessings, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheooxoo

STay Positive!
I've been writing more than reading, sorry it's been awhile! My muse speaks to me too much sometimes!
EnJOY! YOur holidays Seasons ahead!

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

The harder you try to climb out of that bottomless pit the more dirt you heap upon your head . . . That does NOT mean that you should quit trying to climb out, however . . .

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on December 12, 2007

(((Tinka))),

I wish you could get out of this hopeless situation...it isn't going to just fade and go away, you know that...stay safe, know you're in my heart and prayers. :(

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

"Shake"