Chanti~
I love how I feel FREEDOM bursting out in all seams HERE!
Inspiration we all need to live by!
A Blessing your words ARE~!
Happy 4th of JUly Freedom! - Independence to you and yours...
WArmly,WArrior "Spirit" Lady Sheeeoox
Stay POsitive!
Stay SAFE!
May PEACE be Within~

Freedom, freedom, freedom, no matter what a person's definition is of freedom, this is it.

And you have been set free. Splendid and poignant work! I will read more of yours. Thank you for sharing and for your kind reviews of mine.

I love it-and relate to the experiences as well

Freedom in the wilderness, freedom in life. How precious they are. Great write......M

Reading back on all your reviews received for " A Wild Child", are poems unconsciously expressed in themselves,with words that compel us to consciously then free ourselves! When I see this...it can only mean, YOU have succeeded in a purpose here and I have to thank you in return!
Inspiring...and
So well done Chanti!
Love and Peace
Kimmy

Some children have that rebel in them that wants to be free of authority and the do's and don'ts of life fostered on them. But there are checks and balances that the mature must, once freedom is gained, be used wisely.

Marvelous poem. Freedom from bad dreams and plunged into love. Truly a child of nature. Victor

My precious friend,

This is such a delightful read, and I feel the joy in your heart and the skip of your feet as I read it... I simply grinned as I read. So well expressed, thank you.

Hugs to you,
Tami

I, for one, am still awaiting that freedom..methinks it'll happen next time 'round..darn!

Superb write..
Blessings to you dear Chanti..way t' go!!!!!!

Vesna:)

Love this write. Very much. You said all you needed to say and you did not back-snipe once. Hooray for you!!!

Dear Chanti,

This is how we lead truly happy lives ... in total freedom. True Love opens the door and leaves it that way.

Love & Light,
Joseph

love brought out the best in you ... exquisite poem, Chanti ...

Chanti, You have shaken the chains of the past with strength and courage, who in turn reward the heart. As yours has been deservedly blessed, this wonderful write serves as an inspiration to us all.

Paul;-)

Chanti,

I love the unchained feeling that reading your poem gives me. A world unlocked and unrestrained.

There's a wildness in her eyes
an untameable child


I could comfortably suplant the pronoun her for him in this thought provoking piece. My wilderness as a child was external,not seen but sensed. I felt enveloped within a climate that lacked tender emotions. In other words, this shortfall was my wilderness. Behind my eyes lay a very fertile, colourful jungle similar to yours, consisting of imagery and escapism in art - and music. For me the outside was untameable but I could run wild happily inside. I escaped to this realm when it got too dark and oppressive outside. Love rescued me too but by then I had become somewhat emotionally illiterate and had to learn to identify love.
I hope I have interpreted you poem right. I am glad that love came along and shattered your yoke and set you free to be the woman of integrity that you are. Thanks for sharing this poem.

Beautiful write. Freedom is the best gift god had given us and we should not allow anybody to take it away from us.

It's wonderful to be free isn't it? I could feel the free movement within this write, bringing joy to me, because one cannot help but feel joy when one touches freedom :-)

An ezxcellent write ...Chanti
enjoyed much

William
Love & Peace

An uplifting write, Chanti. Vivre la liberté! True love works wonders. ~~Nordette

'She found a new life
when love broke the yoke'

Beautiful poetry, Chanti...and so beautiful to see,
you are free, indeed.

Bless you!
Rhonda

I absolutely love this, Chanti. The freedom sings from your verses. It makes me feel not so badly that many keep telling me that I "never grew up." Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Beautifully executed poem, Chanti. "When love broke the yoke" really says alot.

Thank you for stirring the child in me. JM

She found a new life
when love broke the yoke
Unfettered, unshackled
from a bad dream
she awoke...

Love can burn to destruction but love can mend and heal... like the wind that melts the pots yet hardens clay. This is how metamorphosis SHOULD be, Chanti. The pupa locked into a crysalis doesn't just "not grow", but becomes, in fact, a load of soggy "goo" until it transmutates into the gossamer butterfly which it is intended to become... Sadly, some of us remain that goo-ey mash for the rest of our lives.... And sorry... I have been heavy-handed and "messy" with this review, whereas the poem has outstanding beauty and elegance attached to it. Your fleet feet here are light and cause flowers to spring up wherever their hallowed footsteps fall, Angel Child.... LOL K xx

Most uplifting write Chanti!!

Laat dit goed gaan sis!!

Liefdetjies Tinka by die see

Beautifully expressed release of a child with a wounded heart breaking through into the enlightenment of her own worth and finding the strength to live free! Very uplifting poem Chanti!

Eileen

Great melody here, with the passion of freedom.....Inspiring poetry Chanti:)
pax A

Everyones inner child should come out and play
it is the only way to wipe away the cobwebs of everyday life
Excellent poem

Wow, Chanti,

Inspiration has made your poetry beautiful and a joy to read; well done!

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

I'm sure glad that you are you, otherwise I'd wonder who....:)
Great write my Snuggles !!!!

I notice an added inspiration to this pen. As always poetry at its best.

Freedom chimes ring like a church bell on a Sunday morning in this write that show so much of your personality Chanti. I love it.

Felix

Damn, I wish I'd written this...thank you, I found this full of encouragement, hope and the freedom of spirit just soars! Bravo! Love Panda :)

There's so much hope in this uplifting poem! A freed spirit, ahhh, a nice metaphor Chanti. Well done!
Hope and love,
CJ

Oh how I wish I could unshackle the chains as you have Chanti...good for you dear...any suggestions on how you did it? Tee hee! A lovely, heart warming write. Blessings and hugs, Michelle

It always feels good when we cut loose and let ourselves just be ourselves, to act like nobody is watching us and simply be free. No matter how old we get, we all need to have our own space and we all need to address the child inside. Nice work, Chanti.
Take care,
Sherry

Good write of a wild child run free...

Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)

Wild Child run free, naked in those trees on a rainy day...
Great poem of love kicking shackles into touch..
Sun shine write, good show Chanti..