Before The Court Of Surrender (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on October 24, 2007

Sweet Fee-
You are trying to say MUCH here, but what I can say is YOUR
So well written!
STay Positive and Happy!
A New Blessing is just around the HORIZON!
WArm hugs and love, WArrior Lady Sheeeoox

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Fee, You are sunshine and health, and positivity..This is definitely not your usual up beat poetry..We all have the right to feel what ever way we do, and you certainly, are speaking your truth. All will get better, and then you will say "What the heck was I thinking!"
To peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Wow an obscure view of thoughts this is very different
For you Fee....time to count your blessings
Theirs always a brighter tomorrows ahead there is a light
Excellent and very different write!!
Love Peace and many hugssss welcome back!!!!
Morning Star

Reviewed by Marguerite Lemoine

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Count your blessings instead of woes==look for the rainbow in the sky
promised to us all==God will not let you down. 'lil flower

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Trim that Main and set that Jib. Get the to sea.

Walt

Reviewed by Selena Dobbin-Gillis

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Dear cuz, this is so very sad and dark, but so often I can relate to this write and certantly understand it

Love you sweet cus.
Selena

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Dark and thought provoking Fee.

Belle

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

aye tis a dark write
in a dark frame of mind

Aye, it surely is. Hope brighter ones are ahead.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on October 23, 2007

Never, never surrender!!! in face of adversity one must remember that one bad today are followed, perhaps, by an extraordinary good tomorrow, and we aren't the ones deciding what it will be.
Surrender is an abject consenting of give away our freedom, like a suicide take from us the opportunity to make a better day tomorrow.
Sad, very sad, the poet need's a friend with a 25 years old bottle of Remy Martin, a lighted fireplace and a couple of Cohibas.
Georg

Reviewed by Southern Comfort

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Darlin Sweetpea! You are cared about and loved! LOVE YA! SC

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

in the dismalness of this write is also a bit of serenity-know you are appreciated for the wonderful man you are

Reviewed by Ann Scarborough

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Oh Fee! You are a much loved treasure for all of us. A dark frame of mind indeed my friend, and a dark write 'tis very very true.
Love,
annie

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

there comes a time we make peace within ourselves and care less what the world considers or believes ...

lot of feel to this poem, Felix ...

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

I like to get into the psyche and explore it and find many of our hurts are like scars that heal but are always remembered for the hurt they brought at the time.

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

"Mind grows tired of battle", how true.
Why is life such a struggle? Is this inevitably linked to the human condition?

It seems to me that the darker paths are worth exploring and you have a right to question life. This too, is the stuff that poetry is made of.

Greetings,

Axilea

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Now Fee....what can I say but I hate you being in this frame of mind although it does happen to all of us at one time or the other. Make peace...live!
Love,
Susan

Reviewed by Edwin Larson

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Leaves alot to think about but in the end, it is time when it is time...and to waste the gift of life is unforgivable. Life comes from the choice to live...to give it all. So many folks have so much less and are an inspiration to us all.

Edwin

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Deep emotions here, Fee; hope you are okay! Very well penned; bravo!

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

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

These vagrant thoughts are pretty sad and deep. Glad to hear it's just a moment in poetic time. The sentiment is clear - death. It's a good thing that people will miss the deceased and mourn for them.

Kathy

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Uhh, Fee. I like the depth and I like the darkness. But you must confess: if not to me - true to yourself you must be...
R~

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Sometimes we just write the way we feel Felix and dark is dark, know brighter days lay ahead and that you are loved by many. Get some needed rest.

Love ya face Cuz XOXO, Rose

Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

Very Dark moving write, very creative indeed. Not pep up your mind and leave this darkness behind.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 22, 2007

O, (((Fee))),

This one is haunting....and very well penned, for not being in this frame of mind. Just your Muse expressing itself...and powerfully, I might add!

(((HUGS))) and love, and more (((HUGS))) *just 'cause*, Karla.

mind grows tired of battle