Rain and Memories (poem) by Susan K. de Vegter on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on January 17, 2007

Susan~ This was very special!
Thank you for sharing your heart and your families memories!
I feel warm after reading this GREAT poem
And... Walk in time!
Warmly, Warrior Sheeeooxx

Reviewed by Taylor Ryan

Reviewed on January 15, 2007

You took me back to my Aunt Bette's attic ...a wonderful dutch colonial farm house with maze gardens and gazing balls, heavy furniture and warm rugs. but that attic and all it's mystery...the stairway that led to it...and all the wonderful hours of make believe. All came to a crashing hatl and her death and the damming of the little T...the hhouse still stands uninhabited on an island...stripped by politics and looters. Thank God for memories...and thank you for bring them back to me today.
Love,
Taylor

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 15, 2007

BEautiful Susan, yes after reading this I felt a lot of old forgoten childhood memories resurfacing, they were the best of times....

Fee

Reviewed by Butch Howard (Reader)

Reviewed on January 14, 2007

An outstanding write which reminds me of the years I worked for my uncle in his antique shop. We often attended estate sales and I would go through hundreds of boxes filled with forgotten items from the past. It was like peering into a time long forgotten, finding someone's memorabilia carefully packed away in attics -never to be seen again by the original owner. The easy flow and the nostalgic feel created here makes this an enjoyable read. Very nice Susan!
~Butch

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 14, 2007

Brought back memories. The attic can be as magic as the wild outside.

Ron

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

How nice to view back within the memories of old and to be able to smile and truly understand memories....

nicely penned.....Art Sun...

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

Susan you write thes remembrances so beautifully, they are chock full of life so rich in imagery!Superb!

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

What a memoir! Who can forget the days of our youth? Beautiful recollections. Victor

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

A deeply moving ode to family, remembrance, and the treasured joys of simplicity.
Aberjhani

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

I had many experiences like this Belle, especially when I lived up in Santa Barbara. Sifting through the junk of another persons past always brought me a certain amount of satisfaction, wisdom, and creative inspiration. Everyone seemed to struggle and suffer and dream just like I did. This is a fine poignant write that I'm sure everyone can relate too.

Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

Susan, This was a sweet trip down memory lane. I, too, remember those days. I wonder whatever happened to those wooden shoes in which I nearly fell because they were too big for my tiny little feet? Ah.... sweet.

Thanks. This was a nice piece and a nice reminder of the simpler times we once knew.

Jill

Reviewed by George MacLean Akurunwa

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

Joy to read; thanks.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

Loved this nostalgic piece, Susan. Some of my favorite childhood memories revolve around our dusty old attic where I found lots of treasures.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 13, 2007

Thanks for sharing !!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Simon Barreiros (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

A beautiful memoir of your childhood. I feel sorry for the children being raised in situations where beautiful memories as this are simply not being cherished. Eloquent and innocent. Thanks Susan,,,
Love you,
simon

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

The stuff that dreams are made of and memories too.

Reviewed by Michael Mathieu (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

What a fantastic write to bring back memories i've had filed away

for years.Way to go, Susan..Awesome

God Bless,

Michael

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

I just dought a pin stripped fedora in NY, lol.
The consistancy of your poems is something else, rhyme, metre and content is always so captivating. I love the rain or rather did, but it just won't stop atdemo...

Best go get me broom....

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

Such a pleasure to read your work! Always, love Holly

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

Totally captivating poem, Susan -- you brought back some lovely memories of when I was a child and playing in my grandma's attic, things I haven't thought of for years. This is remarkable, your imagery is lovely here -- one can almost 'see' you there.
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by H Cruz

Reviewed on January 12, 2007

You nailed that one pretty darn good... :)