Revisited God's Boxes (poem) by Georg E Mateos on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on March 10, 2009

A different view than I expected... I always thought that the black box was empty because it had no bottom and therefore everything fell out (for the Lord to carry instead of us...)
I hope you find numerous things to fill your white box with as you look around you...

Cryssa

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on March 6, 2009

Such a different poem I have come across here today. I never thought of life that way, having 2 boses, but it does make sense to me now. I know my black box is more full then my white one too. Good advice here to take from.

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on March 6, 2009

a very wise lesson learned here
Never Carry the load of sorrows dwell
as God does not weight us with it,
instead he has an ocean of forgiveness
Much Love & Blessings
Vickie

Reviewed by Ann Marquette

Reviewed on March 4, 2009

I think it is time to put the sad box in the dumpster and start filling up the white box...you can start with you friends here on AD, and the places you have loved to visit, the sunny days you enjoy, etc.

Bless you Georg,
ann

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce

Reviewed on March 4, 2009

I will give you some happiness in your white box.

Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Sending you my thanks for all the beautiful words you have written to me of my writings.
There, now add that to the white box...along with the words of all your fellow friends on AD...and you will probably need another white box!
Love and sunshine, CarolHawks

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

I have often wondered the same thing, Georg.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

My goodness, the white box should be full of a lifetime of wonderful memories. Filled with the one heart that has shared with everyone all that is good, right and just. The black box holds life's disappointments, hardships and sorrow so as never to be forgotten as both the white box and the black box together is what makes you, you....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Make it easy on yourself my friend, dump all the contents of the black box into the white, long before you meet him, by the way what you call that poetry your writing the grey area? re-examine your process of elimination, get an unbiased opinion will ya! there are some nice ones just down below. Bless You! Jasmin Horst

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Powerful thoughts, Georg and an excellent poem!

Carole~

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

wow deep one here Georg and one that reflects a lot of real life truths

Fee

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Powerfully moving write, Georg; very well done! BRAVO!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :)

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

This is w o n d e r f u l, Georg. B R A V A !! xOx Phyllis xOx

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Deeply affecting, moving poetry, Georg, especially the last stanza. The Black box may be full, but He was with you, through every item in it. Well done.

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

Reviewed by John Coppolella

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

I had to re-read this one a couple of times, for the ending was different than I expected. A bit of puzzler, that can be read several ways. A mystery left between the reader and God to interpret according to the persuasion of each mind to comprehend it in its own way. Fascinating words for me to ponder today. You would be an excellent character in a story to figure out all of the mysteries in the Cul-de-sac series, and maybe to explain them to the writers!Thanks, Georg.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Now thats a different outlook on life than I've heard before, quite the philosopher you've turned out to be...don't worry, I won't tell Pee-wee how smart you really are, as he thinks he is the smart one...Ed

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

We should all be filling our white boxes each moment of the rest of our lives..Beautiful poetry Georg
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

this is really sad-i used to keep myself down by focusing on that black box--when i changed my thinking and focus, i realized how full my white box really was!

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Two boxes, BLACK AND WHITE, BLACK box without a bottom full of sorrow, WHITE box for all your happy moments........ This is very interseting,I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!! BUT IF YOU, DEAR GEORG MATEOS, IF YOU WILL PUT IN WHITE BOX, BOX OF HAPPINESS ALL YOUR HEAVENLY BEAUTIFUL, MOST TALENTED POETRY, THAT WHITE BOX WILL BE BIGGER THAN SHAKESPEARE'S BOX WITH HIS BOOKS!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Even in heaven there are angels and arch angels and in hell degrees of hell.

Reviewed by Jack Kuperman

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Could it be, Georg, that you are color blind?
Or just misplaced and instead of white box, put everything in the black?

Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain-Baello

Reviewed on March 3, 2009

Hello Georg,

A very clever write. Your time is not yet up and your white box may overflow anytime soon. All I know is you have filled our white boxes here at the Den with much happiness and we thank you for that.

Smile for me,
Cynthia