A Teardrop Yet To Fall (poem) by Phillip William Allen on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Sally Carter (Reader)

Reviewed on June 5, 2011

A very special poem, Phillip. You made me feel guilty for the times I have passed by. The repeated line is touching and effective, and superbly adapted in the final stanza. Great stuff.

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on May 5, 2011

This is an absolute gem, Phillip! Touched me right to my soul...beautifully crafted poetry....

Anna

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on April 23, 2011

Phillip, Sharing and Caring a teardrop falling...with the essence of your pen's emotion, one could not help sheding one themselves! Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Connie Faust

Reviewed on December 1, 2009

A very special poem, Phillip. You have so much compassion, and a wonderful mode of writing. A blessing to read.
Connie

Reviewed by Beryl McMullen

Reviewed on May 12, 2009

A poignant sad but beautiful poem – I wish more of as had the name ‘Care’

Reviewed by Melissa Mendelson (Reader)

Reviewed on April 11, 2009

It's a sad world still when we see so many suffer, left cold outside, but we have to remember that a little bit of caring does go a long way.

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on April 10, 2009

A compassionate, heartfelt, beautiful writing!

Reviewed by Linda Zebsokey

Reviewed on April 5, 2009

"Hope and faith, they are my sisters. Grace, she birthed us all." Beautiful words Phillip and touching sentiment. Thanks for sharing this compassionate poem with us.
Linda

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on April 4, 2009

This brought tears to my eyes. Your writing makes me feel for the characters and feel the emotions they feel. Not many writers have that ability.

Cryssa

Reviewed by Sharon Lockwood

Reviewed on April 2, 2009

You are an amazing writer. What a fabulous heartfelt poem! I've enjoyed reading your work.
Cheers!
Sharon

Reviewed by Janna Hill

Reviewed on April 2, 2009

My eyes welled as I came to know the woman in the picture and I had to blow my nose by the end. That doesn’t happen to me often. Thank you for such a lovely work.
Janna

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on April 2, 2009

WONDERFUL, VERY TALENTED!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Debra Baker

Reviewed on February 16, 2008

Phillip
I must say this poem touched my heart. Reminds me of a poem I wrote years back titled "The Unfortunate Man." In a second, you gave faith to a victim of the streets. It is your generosity that she shall never forget when others walk by without a glance. Though she may never see you again. She will never forget. Nor will God...

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on December 31, 2007

It is so easy to turn away or to let fear keep us from taking a moment to exchange a bit of human kindness to those who suffer from aflictions we may not understand. We tend to judge others by our self and in doing so forget that "there, but for the grace of God, go I..." Your words do indeed express the true meaning of Christmas. Charity is a virtue that few of us take to the extent that we should as we continue to confuse our needs with our wants. A few days ago, as a friend of mine was telling me about the car stereo she was going to buy for her husband, as a Christmas gift, at a price of about $800.00. I thought to myself, UNICEF could innoculate an entire community of children for that amount of money and still have enough left over to offer protection and education to adults to teach them about stopping the spread of HIV. You certainly strike a cord with me in this offering, TD. Thank you for taking the time to stop by and deliver this potent message to all of us.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on December 23, 2007

Phillip what a beautiful write you share with us and I know you will have a wonderful Christmas because you have a big heart. Stay safe and keep in touch with us.

Newfie hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on December 10, 2007

BEAUTIFUL ALLEGORY!!! This exudes Grace by the bucketful, Ducky. Blessed are your eyes to see what you see and your heart that is prompted by these precious thoughts. A wonderful picture of what Christmas is all about. And may your own celebrations be wonderfully warm round your welcoming fires of love. Kate xx

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on December 9, 2007

Beautiful writing sweet man,really nice to read your wonderful work again,please stay safe and well and please have a MERRY CHRISTMAS...Hugssssssssss
Love,
Chanti Lace

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on December 8, 2007

A compassionate and moving offering, Phillip. Love and blessings to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on December 8, 2007

A heartfelt offering!!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you and yours!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on December 8, 2007

I agree with Eileen, it is so good to read you again, and this is a sad and gentle reminder that we all should care...everyday

Carole~

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

Phil it's so good to read you again, and especially such a compassionate caring poem, just right for the holidays, t remind us to care to...
Merry Christmas and take car!

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

This is most heartfelt,, a wonderful inspiration as sad as it is,,
We must always hope and care for one and another,,,
Blessings, Christine

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

Phillip,

So good to see you, even if you are just passing through...you leave a beautiful reminder to reach out to our less fortunate brothers and sisters. Excellent.

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

Reviewed by Barbara Smith

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

Such a nice write...it's full of heart rendering moments and your poems still touch my heart! May your Holiday Season be blessed with joy & happiness and your upcoming New Year a meaningful one.

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

I know this very same lady and, in Savannah, her name was geraldine. They are all a part of my heart and though the names are different their love is needed everywhere. It's always our turn to make things a little better. When we pass them by doing nothing is the worst thing you could do for them, this world, our children and yourself!
Love and blessings!
Susan

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

Best way to do things, without recognition and fanfare as many do. So very heartbreaking people even have to live this way. It can happen to the best of us and many times does....

Have a very Merry Christmas and joyful New Year!

Be safe,
Karen

Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)

Reviewed on December 7, 2007

yes; very gently pretty and quiet; burning. ..
ness

As I opened the door to the storm outside

she followed begging to know my name