Scattered And Uncounted (poem) by A PAX on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Miss Pandora (Reader)

Reviewed on December 28, 2006

Powerful theme...and quite a life question here. What's it all for and what is my purpose in the grand scheme...one day I believe it all comes clear but one thing I truly believe we all count...we are all valid. Panda :)

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on December 23, 2006

Oh Anita, these are perfect thoughts I know I've had, too, but have been unable to put them to words. Excellent poem, my friend. You've so well captured the essence of the human being, the poet, the writer ... we all want to know that somehow we've made a difference by being here. Well done!
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on December 20, 2006

intruiging poem, Pax ...

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on December 19, 2006

This is quite intriguing Anita!!

thanks for sharing!!

Merry Christmas to you and yours!!

love Tinka

Reviewed by Jeff Mason

Reviewed on December 19, 2006

Such endearing sentiments; so eloquently and fluently expressed.
Need I say more? -- Jeff

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on December 19, 2006

You matter immensely, when you produce such verse as this Anita. A superbly insightful and powerful write...Strange how I was listening to Paranoid By Black Sabbath when I read this Lol ;)

All the very best seasons blessings to You and your family
Merry Crim/yule lol

Paul;-)

Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath

Reviewed on December 19, 2006

"Scattered And Uncounted"

From title to opening statements~to the finale of this fine work

POWERFULLY WRITTEN,
From the Heart of an Artist Quiet Storm

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

To think this deep and to pine
With words in prayer
Ever thine.
Beautiful when quetioning in quiet....answers.
Love,
Susan

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

The world is forever changed simply by our presence here, Anita. You make a difference to me, everytime I read one of your poems. You make me smile, you make me cry and you make me think. You certainly are more than an echo on the wind. I think if we touch one soul in our lifetime, our time here is worthwhile.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

What an artist you are, Anita! :)) This debate and soliloquy forever rages round the minds of the intensely creative, who are totally unaware from the right hand what the left hand is doing and whose brain fully functions in both its spheres... Paranoia, schizophrenia, supreme lack of self-awareness... all are traits of the truly remarkable who inhabit not one self but a being in multiples... In other words, a Poet to a T! I'll ask my other half what the answer to your question is...

Reviewed by Lew Duffey

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

The answer is Yes!
God Bless,
Lew

Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

profound sentiments that shall indeed make a mark on history....

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

I want to know I counted
Somehow
Did I ever matter?
Was I an echo, on the wind
Thrown away
And scattered

If the reason for us living could care for the little sparrows in the air, and the daffidols in the fields, then just think how much more He cares for us?

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

As the sun rises in the morning and the moon at night, you counted to many, and I count myself one of those who was glad I met you and got to read your words which always were special and unique.

Fee

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

Intriguing poem. Victor

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on December 18, 2006

Sounds like someone has been hurt. Hope it wasn't you Paxy A Queenoid. Happy Holidays to you and your little princess.

Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg