Where have the good times gone? (poem) by Franz L Kessler on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

Franz, this was so wonderful. You took me back too! Thank you. ;) Silver

Reviewed on March 1, 2005

Franz,

Perfect acrostic ... composed with sharpened pen - outstanding!!

Best regards,

Robert

Reviewed on March 1, 2005

Franz,

Great acrostic composition. Beautiful memories of those innocent years nicely expressed. Much enjoyed. thanks for sharing.

Cynthia

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on February 28, 2005

You did a wonderful creation with this acrostic, Franz. They are not easy to do. Thank you. Love and peace to you. Regis

Reviewed by Franz Kessler

Reviewed on February 27, 2005

I learned a new word! ACROSTIC = short verse composition, so constructed that the initial letters of the lines, taken consecutively, form words. The term is derived from the Greek words akros, �at the end,� and stichos,�line,� or �verse.�

The word was first applied to the prophecies of the Erythraean Sibyl, which were written on leaves and arranged so that the initial letters of the leaves always formed a word. Acrostics were common among the Greeks of the Alexandrine period, as well as with the Latin writers Ennius and Plautus, many of the arguments of whose plays were written with acrostics on their respective titles. Medieval monks were also fond of acrostics, as were the poets of the Middle High German and Italian Renaissance periods. from Britannica

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on February 26, 2005

Excellent acrostic...clap clap clap....BHUWAN!!

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on February 26, 2005

excellent acrostic ...

Reviewed by Melissa Rives

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

Loved the images and feeling of this...very well done!

Reviewed by Sue Hess

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

nostalgia at its best

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

oh, to be a kid again...those were the days. excellent acrostic, franz; thanks for the sharing!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :(

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

A very vivid image of how innocence does pass by. Sometimes I wonder if I ever was innocent.

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

...but they leave us with wonderful memories..just like the one's you've written.
Enjoyed.

Lisa

Reviewed by Sara Coslett

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

Yes, they do pass by quickly. Looks like you have some nice memories. Happy to see you again Franz. Hope you are well. ~ Sara

Reviewed by George Jackson

Reviewed on February 25, 2005

Very fast, don't they? I've been kinda stuck on that last few days. A great poem.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 24, 2005

Ahhhh Franz! I have been asking the same questions. Where is the innocence? Lost in the valley of forgotten kindness and respect.
It is so mean spirited in today's society. Wonderful poem of the way it was!

Eileen