Tidal ghosts (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 31, 2006

This one struck a personal note with me. My father was a merchant seaman in his younger days. He rode the liberty ships between the US and Europe in World War II, and also served with the Merchant Marine during the Korean war (not to mention two brothers that are sea captains, and a brother-in-law. And my sister lived at sea for five years.) Man and the sea. Strange company. Great write. Beautiful picture. Love Blue

Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher

Reviewed on March 26, 2006

One great write!
Birgit and Roger

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 25, 2006

A wonderful ode to the men lost at sea, Ed. Stunning picture
love and peace, Carole

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 25, 2006

One very great offering Ed...love it!!

Stunning pic my dear!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 25, 2006

A marvelous tribute to those sailors of the past, my friend. And where are you finding such fabulous graphics? - this one is truly fantastic.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 25, 2006

Ed,

Beautiful image, thought provoking poetry, perfect combination. Well done!

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

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 24, 2006

They stand watch with the young,
Never did they know of or care for Jung,

I do love and agree with the way you put this, Ed. The graphic image very effectively complements your words. Merci, mon ami. Love and peace,

Regis (BC, Canada)

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2006

Fasantiing photo with a great write to go with it. Makes me think of a time the Niagra Falls......froze! Same kind of blue white light. Opps that some what gives my age away LOL.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 24, 2006

Ed, I love the pic and poem matches it well. It reminded me of an incident about my brother when he first went to sea. He was in the merchant marine, once while he was at the wheel, in China sea, during a heavy fog,he hit a junk, that had a family on it.There were many of them and whole families lived on them, so it wasn't unusual, though sad. He said they couldn't stop or anything, and it was a harrowing experience that troubled him for the rest of his life. He made it to first mate before he finally left the sea, but he loved it. My uncle was a merchant seaman also as a Captain. He retired and lived in Seaside hgts until he died in the early nineties.That's the last time i was to the Jersey shore.
Eileen

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on March 24, 2006

Those tides are mysterious, the stories they could tell. I study extensively ship wrecks of the past and the salvage. The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald, the Titanic, the Graveyard of the Spanish Galleons,the Tolosa, the Guadalupe, Spanish ships that spilled many tons of quicksilver, mercury that would be worth well over $5 million today. It is amazing that 17th century shipwrecks have been found with glass bottles of wine intact and even some olive bottles that the liquid dissolved, but the pit remains in the bottle. The ghosts of the sea are the spirits of the ones who died at sea, sending them to their watery graves. Nice write, Ed.

Sage