The Pool Of Tears (poem) by Eddie Thompson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on September 9, 2005

The vanishing of so many children (and the abuse) is a scourge upon our "modern" society. A compelling write; a powerful plea, Eddie. Thank you. Love and peace to you.

Regis

Reviewed by Cathrine Hottran

Reviewed on April 27, 2005

Oh God please stop the hand of beasts so cruel,
And let us see the pool of tears run dry
I really loved this one
excellent write!

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on September 27, 2004

Eddie , this is truly awesome. Yes, it does remind me of my poem The Mask. How I wish abuse would stop and the "Pool of Tears" would dry up and we could see happy smiles on the faces of our children. May God be with all of us, Eddie.

~Linda

Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader)

Reviewed on September 21, 2004

Wonderfully written poem about something that should never happen to our children. Thanks for sharing this.

Reviewed by Mask 316 (Reader)

Reviewed on February 28, 2004

This writing of yours made an image of tears from water to blood. There is nothing so tragic as to know the difference of the two. There is no pain that I know of like the innocent being punished as if guilty. Children are the air we breath and some evil just holds its breath makeing the difference so easy to see. If the pool ever does run dry it will be then that I can for the first time take a full sweet breath and smile without the knowledge of the difference.
Thank you

Reviewed by Danielle Ackley-McPhail (Reader)

Reviewed on February 10, 2004

So very moving, Eddie. The flow and the word choice paint vivid, jagged images. So deeply provoking. Very well done.

Danielle

Reviewed by Tami Ryan

Reviewed on December 5, 2003

This line is especially profound:
"Because hope needs a place in each child's heart."

I work as a Counselor/Advocate for victims of abuse, and the torment and pain I witness daily breaks my heart. It is most difficult and life altering for the children. It's for them I pray hardest.

Thanks for this write.
Tami

Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang

Reviewed on November 18, 2003

Oh Eddie, I cry! I am with you
in spirit to help dry the pool
full of tears! I am there everyday!
Read my poems and you shall see that!
Excellent write!

Reviewed by Rodd Jokre (Reader)

Reviewed on November 6, 2003

;( Not the happiest... But something worth stating... Good work sir...

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on November 5, 2003

hertwrenching, heartbreaking write! :( (((HUGS))) and much love, your texas friend, karen lynn. >tears <

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on November 5, 2003

Eddie, This is heartbreakingly sad. Wasn't so long ago there was a child not too far from me,,less than 5 months old, found wrapped in a garbage bag thrown to the side of the roadway, like trash. Nobody ever found out who the baby was. Somebody must be having horrid nightmares,,the small community supplied a lavish funeral for a child unknown to all.
While I weep tears to help fill your pool I too pray that someday it will all be dry. Lisa