Counting Hearts (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on December 13, 2005

Yes Felix,
I know the dismay of love gone cold, like I know the back of my own hand, but fortunately nothing stays the same in this world. Looks like it has warmed to the occasion for you, ( so glad to know) maybe it's a gift from above for those of us who were struggling hard before.
I have been preoccupied for a while, but hope to pop in as often as possible
Love n hugs
Ch'erie

Reviewed by Kay P Devenish

Reviewed on December 13, 2005

I am so glad you were brought back....stay there and embrace it.
Your poem is deep moving hopeful and inspiring too.
Best wishes
from
kay
p.s.
Thank you for your lovely and kind comment on my new poem 'The sincere unsaid'.

Reviewed by Dan Rains (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

I can relate to this one....glad yours had a happy ending. Very good write.
Dan

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

love renews us ... it is like a river of warmth we marvel at swimming in ... its never to late to love ... the past is just a ripple that fades away from the stream of our essence ...

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

Sometimes we lose our focus and we question why we are even here, why do we live in pain and confusion...then someone comes along or there is an event in our life that smacks us hard and forces us to find our fated direction again. We are blessed when we can be alone and not feel lonely, frightened or confused. Great write, Felix!
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

love this stanza!! This is exceptional work..saved this one..

Vesna:)

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

Inspiring write filled with hope at the end!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Chrissy McVay

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

The fact that one person's cold treatment can turn us cold too is sad, but so often true. Glad this poem had a happy ending.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

Can so relate to this, Felix. We are all, I think, to some extent, wounded children walking around in adult bodies. But when unconditional love knocks on the door of our heart, that melts all that pain away and makes us feel lovable, perhaps. Reckon the shite we give others in some ways is to make us have more reason than we might already do to "hate" ourselves. It takes a wonderful love to teach us that, in fact, there is beauty in us even so... this is just one angle on a multifaceted and altogether heart-warming write that is both honest and encouraging. Bless you, dear Pops xx

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

Where there is love, there is hope. Felix those feral instincts are embedded within us all, some just don't have the courage to use them.
I'm glad you found your place in her heart...

Lisa

Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)

Reviewed on December 12, 2005

lovely inspiring write... I too have been there!