Steeped Tea and Misery (poem) by Felix LeRoy Perry on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on January 31, 2009

A very good work Fee. Seems you are a might sad as of late.
hugs
Kathy

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 25, 2009

These verses easily reach my soul and echo there, Fee. Thank you. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on January 24, 2009

Well done, Fee:)
Sheila

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on January 24, 2009

Felix a great write but I am looking forward to you getting over this flu so you can be your cherry self once again. Thank you for sharing.

Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose

Reviewed by Michelle Mead

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

These last few poems are really brilliant and need to be sent out, especially this one-breaks my heart to read.

Reviewed by Anze Mofor

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

Sad but True. Something to really think about!

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

I feel the sadness in this poem, the sadness in living the misery with no end in sight. Powerful.
blessings, J'nia

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Your Words Are Moving Fee!
Loss is a grave distance to travel
memories can be the anchor we must keep to steady us
yet some are the very steadfast weight we must release
to set ourselves free from burdens holding us back from growth & the nurturing cup of steeping love...
Much Love & Inspirations
Vickie

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

powerful lines, sure needs no more words

Reviewed by M. Teresa Clayton

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

My My - We must be thinking with similar brains these days. I like the rhyming sequence. I like that you left it open enough for personal interpretations. (the title grabbed me and pulled me in)

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

i think that what you need, my friend, is a wee bit of sugar!!!

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Powerful writing.

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

when we loose our will to talk it's time to speak out of place ...

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Such barren hopelessness, akin to searching the bowels of one's soul for answers to philosophical questions, masterful piece...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Powerful and dark, Fee...excellent write

peace, Carole~

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Oh my. A superb poem from your time on the dark side. Liz

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Why are you so sad, Fee? Very touching words indeed! I hope this is just a poem.

Lots of love and hugs,

Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Excellent pen, Fee; well done!

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

Reviewed by Suzie Palmer

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Well said Bonnie: 'Fee's to strong to get knocked down be weak tea and misery'!!
Great punchy write though beautiful soul!!
Love, Suzie xox :-D

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

It is a poem many can relate to and it is we who can change the outcome.

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Fee, this is so good
it almost seems like a sophisticated emo rap........does that make sense??? pax A

Reviewed by Linda Law

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

This one could have you almost sitting here next to me...Feeling exactly the same this week....and can't pinpoint why? Did you write this for me? :-)) Sad, just sad... and feeling so blue.... no reason. So your writing was like you were reading my mind... I do hope you were not writing about yourself! hugs, lindalaw

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

It sure does my dear friend and touches the ache in all who read this FANTASTIC write. Hope its not you your talking about...Fee's to strong to get knocked down be weak tea and misery. Love and hugs, Bonnie