Hear The Ocean A Calling (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on June 2, 2007

And one of these days I will visit this land my ancestors called home.. yes one day I will..))

Myrna

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

The ocean is calling me right there to your front door.

This was beautiful, Fee. I love the warm feeling I get from this. I was always a summer person, all welcoming friends, family and guests to my house. Nova Scotia sounds like a great place to live.

~hugs~
Karen

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

Fee,

YES!! I hear it calling...and you took me there. Thank you: instant vacation!! I love the sea.

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

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

Beautiful read, Fee; very well done! BRAVA!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

Does sound really nice. I miss the shore sometimes, yet even Myrtle Beach South Caronlina doesn't appear as pretty as the ocean looks up there. After Surgery I will at least try to make it down south for some R&R and enjoy the sand this fall, which is always nicer the summer in the south, but I would tend to think that northern shores would be great for southerns. Need passports now to cross over though don't we. No sneaking up in the middle of the night I guess...lol...Lady J

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

Great offering that takes you there...gotta love it!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

we're in southern CA this week enjoying the Pacific beaches...there is something amazing and wonderful about traveling and feeling "welcomed home" as you poem beautifully describes

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

Fee, nice write, I live one long block from the Pacific Ocean and can appreciate what you have written.

Thanks,
Dan

Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

I could never live anywhere else but near the ocean...There's just something about everything you just described...

Within fifteen minutes I am on the Atlantic shores and in five I can relax, fishing on the St. Johns...and in the evening I retreat to the woods...The only thing I'm missing now...is the mountains!
Enjoyed the expression of this write!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Reviewed by K. Mulroney

Reviewed on May 31, 2007

I am sitting here watching The Pirates of the Carribean and this poem fits perfectly with the tone. I can smeel the sea air and the bottles of rum!

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Halifax, Saint John and a few more, been there, get slapped by a storm once or twice, but when on land, the call of the seas was like the call of the wild to the wolf.
Too old now and so many places to visit again....
Thanks for bringing memories back.
Georg

Reviewed by John Perry (Reader)

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

June 26, 6:10 am. Don't forget to pick Shannon & I up. Love the poem. I can smell the sea air already. lobsters and mussels and clams, lobsters and mussels and clams. Get the big pot out.

love ya bro,

John

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Wish I could be there, Felix~

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Wow fee this place sounds like Paradise
I never been to this beautiful place you
wrote about but I'm
Packing my bags need a vacation
See you soon!!
Beautiful and very relaxing tour of this amazing place!!
Love And Peace to you always....Morning Star or Yolie

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Fee,
I love this! It sounds like a dream place to be. It sounds like a blissful paradise and I need a vacation! Awesome, my friend!

Many blessings,
~Linda

Reviewed by Barbara Mercer

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Absolutely delightful singing quality to this poem, I wish I could go there. I long for the sea as you describe it.

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Fee,
My family had a friend with whom we've lost touch, and he may very well be deceased, who would travel from Ohio to Nova Scotia, every summer. I've never had the chance to go there, but your poem has made me long for a trip. Some say that I live in paradise, along the Gulf Coast in Texas, but the summers are too hot and the hurricane threat is too plentiful. I miss the northern summers, very much.
I loved this poem; it is a well written ode to the region and a wonderful welcome for those who will visit.
Thank you,
Jill

Reviewed by Guy Hogan

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Speaking as someone who lives in the city, Nova Scotia sounds pretty good.

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

No worries, my bags are packed and Im ready to go....
Can I bring the tribe??? :)

Smooth write, silky smooth.
Hugzzzzz Cherry

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Fee,
Your poem has certainly hit home with me during My past few days here in Maine. I love this town (Portland) and all it's coastal charm. I'm really considering making this a new home...at least for the summers...

Walt

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on May 30, 2007

Felix dear Felix, yes I can hear it calling me now, and I long for my visit back there, I also look for the day when we are home to stay never to leave it again. This is beautiful and makes me want to cry, soon soon. Love you Cuz and thanks XOXO