Wonderful and exciting views on development from a woman's perspective. When we find ourselves or the child within us or jjust discover new places about our spirit...well that ride is one of the most exillurating there is for a human. I've been there many times and always find that standing on the threshold again and again gets better with time. I've never been afraid of anything but failure and then...I rediscover and try again. Your poetry works for me. You are a favorite here for me. I know I've been negligent in reviewing lately but long hours at the newspaper has kept me in town more often than I like. I'll get back to normal soon and be more responsive.
Susan
What Makes You Not Brave Is Only Fear Which Is Only Fear In Itself,i.e. Grade School Came Around Corner Of House Got Cold Cocked Punched In Face_Al It Took To Grow Up Fast_
But Then When I Got Into Fights My Mother & Father Beat Me When I Got Home- Can't Win For Losing As My Bastard Father Found Out On Morning Of My 18th Birthday- One Karate Chop Busted His Nose Face In Out Like Light, 250 Lbs, 6'2' Slide Down Kitchen Wall--Me, 149 Lbs,5'8"- Damned Near Killed Him--Like Slaying GOLIATH_
I Still Have Letter He Wrote To Me Tellen Me I Punched Him Out,i.e. How Much Longer Did He Expect Me Take His Childhood Beatings_
It Is All That Takes You To Wake Up become The Holy Terror Called Then Become Known "MAD INDIAN"!
Excellent!
PS: Had Not Thing To Do With being Brave,i.e. He Was In Wrong Place At That Right Time--Hella Way Gain Get His RESPECT!
TRASK
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on September 27, 2004
Uplifting soul touching write! I could feel the leap :-)
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on September 27, 2004
This is so unique Kate took me there and excellent poem.....
Angel Kate of Mercy.....i know your okay coz I know whom you trust,.
Smiles....
Wonderful poem so nice to read you my friend....
LP
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 27, 2004
Fun fun fun in the clover at Dover.
Kate such a positive introspective write. Right.
May your lungs keep breating..(Thinks to himself. "cos I need the reviews")
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on September 27, 2004
"Diversity...the map and compass of
my age-old territory." A stunning line in a
stunning piece of poetry, Kate!
I am feeling those sentiments, myself, of late.
Rebirths are SO stimulating!!!
Yrs ago I ferried across the channel, the white cliffs are beautiful, I cannot image a better location for symbolism than those for a deep breath! This write speaks of courage, in more than a conventinal way, I see it as courage and daring......but daring not in the face of danger but daring as a challenge! You go Mz Burnside! Inhale and keep your eye open, you never know what you will find below.......maybe a sunken treasure ship! muuhaahaaa........pax A
"Finally I'm
breathing under water
with lungs
I never knew I had"
So many times we hold ourselves back just because we think we can't. Very inspiring poem. I don't remember the original so I don't know what, or how you've changed it, but I like this poem very much; it is the the lift I needed today. Thank you.
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Susan
A masterfully created, brilliantly conceived write - outstanding!!
Robert
onward and upward! love this one--so powerful and adventurous--BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
But Then When I Got Into Fights My Mother & Father Beat Me When I Got Home- Can't Win For Losing As My Bastard Father Found Out On Morning Of My 18th Birthday- One Karate Chop Busted His Nose Face In Out Like Light, 250 Lbs, 6'2' Slide Down Kitchen Wall--Me, 149 Lbs,5'8"- Damned Near Killed Him--Like Slaying GOLIATH_
I Still Have Letter He Wrote To Me Tellen Me I Punched Him Out,i.e. How Much Longer Did He Expect Me Take His Childhood Beatings_
It Is All That Takes You To Wake Up become The Holy Terror Called Then Become Known "MAD INDIAN"!
Excellent!
PS: Had Not Thing To Do With being Brave,i.e. He Was In Wrong Place At That Right Time--Hella Way Gain Get His RESPECT!
TRASK
Angel Kate of Mercy.....i know your okay coz I know whom you trust,.
Smiles....
Wonderful poem so nice to read you my friend....
LP
Kate such a positive introspective write. Right.
May your lungs keep breating..(Thinks to himself. "cos I need the reviews")
my age-old territory." A stunning line in a
stunning piece of poetry, Kate!
I am feeling those sentiments, myself, of late.
Rebirths are SO stimulating!!!
Yes it is good to be expansive and receptive to the divine pulses of the universe...therein is knowledge and timeless wisdom...
Peter
breathing under water
with lungs
I never knew I had"
So many times we hold ourselves back just because we think we can't. Very inspiring poem. I don't remember the original so I don't know what, or how you've changed it, but I like this poem very much; it is the the lift I needed today. Thank you.
Carmen :-)
I know that
it is self-discovery
that has found me
Wonderful Outlook on Life; Wonderful Poem, Kate. Leap On!
Reindeer