Vagabonds (poem) by L. G. Figgins on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on June 19, 2006

I can so relate to this, It's who I am, It's why I write, I wish all could see through each others eyes, maybe then we could truly understand. Pierre.

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

"Breathe sky through our eyes". . .ahhhhh. Linda, this is
w o n d e r f u l. Love the tone, the images, the feel, and
the illustration you so wisely chose. Almost like a second
poem! This dream of a poem will not fade upon awakening!
Thank you so much for sharing it. Write ON!! 'Pea' <3

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Yes... and the hobo life and vagabond highway seem to call to us at various stages of our life, sometimes we can follow, other times we must resist her siren call. Great writing here in this mesage.

FEe

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

a great poem extrapolating the spirit of the poetic vagabond ... excellent imagery!

Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader)

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

A Masterpiece..

Xxx dove

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Wonderful read Linda!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

I am a gypsy spirit and come by it honestly. I am always thirsty for answers...like you. I won't sit and wait to get another's opinion without looking for it myself first. I admire this one Linda...fact is I admire all of your poetry.
Susan

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

An insightful and thought-inciting creation, Lin. I've never felt more like (where do I belong?) than the past two or three years. Nicely done, my friend. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

A delightful, pensive and an enjoyable poem to read..

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Lin,

The line, "Breathe sky through our eyes" stopped me in my tracks; I'm glad I wandered here, thank you for letting me linger on the message in this awesome work!

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

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*� (Reader)

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

And what better thing could we possibly be?

"Breathe sky through our eyes" <- Love it!

This poem inhales and exhales life in all its splendour.

Love & Light,
Joseph

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Well said, Lin..... well said, indeed.

Jill

Reviewed by Gloria Gay

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Wonderful metaphors make this poem exceptional as it whirls us into it.

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

"in some sweet moments we breathe through each other"
Awesome and a beautiful, sentimental piece that holds so
much meaning. I find the beauty of your dream and you
know that dreams are really life.

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

enjoyed the read

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Linda

You portray in delicate and sensitive words the life of many of us survivors in the world..
We are all on a learning curve, needing to learn from our mistakes, and make amends to those we may have hurt on the road of existence..
Beautiful poetry

Peter

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

When we were young
the earth was our mother
We would gaze at the stars
and wonder where we belong
For here we are strangers
and bleed in the crowd

Can truly relate to this marvelous piece, Linda. Love that graphic, too.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

Unfortunately too many walk that same path today.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on June 17, 2006

My God, Linda, I know that you mean this poem to be about humans in general as we walk this earth our appointed time, BUT, it describes me to a T in my many years of wandering across the face of America and back again, looking for something, but not really knowing what. Excellent word usage here.