The Gallants Cabin Boy's Lament (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 19, 2006

Felix,

Grippingly told, one feels the fear in these words--compelling reading and poem. VERY well penned--outstanding rhyme and meter.

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

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 19, 2006

A gripping story Felix!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on January 19, 2006

A superb piece of high sea's drama Felix, chilling and compelling, I do love your maritime writes.

Paul;-)

Reviewed by Meredith Dixon (Reader)

Reviewed on January 18, 2006

What an excellent story to read! But glad that I wasn't on that boat. You make it sound so well. Add some icebergs and I would have felt like I was on the Titanic running around looking for a lifeboat to jump in! Thanks so much, Felix. Love from Meredith

Reviewed by Barbara Terry

Reviewed on January 18, 2006

Reminds me of the day the Edmund Fitzgerald sank in Lake Superior. My partner's then lover was supposed to be a part of that crew that Left Superior, Wisconsin, for a steel mill in Pennsylvania. Or was it Indiana? But she had a premonition, and called long distance, and said he had to be home ASP, because there was a family emergency. She explained the emergency, and they sent him home. He was the only survivor of that wreck, because fate intervened. This poetic adventure, reminds of that time in November of 1975. Thnx for sharing dear brother, this did bring tears to my eyes. May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & (((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie

"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on January 18, 2006

What a story-teller you are!! You have painted the picture so well, I feel the boat rock--. . .uh, oh. Don't have any sealegs. Stomach's. . .aeyiiiiiii!! Be back as soon as. . .never mind.
'twas a thrill 'til the sea got rough. 'twas a thrill even th--. . .

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 18, 2006

Oh captain, your captain there is the shore,
Shot in the back was the cabin boy while going thru the door...

Sorry for the addition, just was the first thing to come to mind while reading this intriguing piece of work...you kept me enthralled if only for one page, and that is hard when I am not feeling up to snuff...Peace, Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 18, 2006

A chillingly compelling poetic tale, Felix. Thank you for sharing it. Love and peace to you,

Regis