Listen to the Music (poem) by Karen C Vanderlaan on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 30, 2008

Karen, I love the way you've written this...clear, to the point, straight forward lines. Music, romance, youth...memories! Excellent writing.

Reviewed by Randall Barfield

Reviewed on July 13, 2008

Music does that. We all must have made those trips back!!!

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on July 13, 2008

So nostalgic - sights, sounds, scents - without them what memories might be forever lost? Certainly not one like this! Great poem.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 13, 2008

Wonderful merging of music and romance,beautifully written poem!...ET

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on July 13, 2008

sounds like great romantic music to me Karen, truly a down to earth, it don't get much better than memories of love and sharing them, hugs

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on July 12, 2008

Heavy petting and Boone's Farm Tickled Pink, Strawberry Hill and Annie Green Springs Apricot Splash wine - mmm, delicious Doobie poem, Karen!

Love,
Sage

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on July 12, 2008

After smell, I think sounds are the most subliminal that tap directly into memory. I love your crisp, clear lines here, Karen, which denote just how clearly this memory has been conjured by this track. A moment relived. The mind is an incredible thing... we have no way of knowing what has been stored there until the miracle of fresh release, freed by such a trigger. An intimate connection you have brought to us. From what I have heard about Georgia, it definitely IS the place of heady experience and warm remembrances. TY Kate xx

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on July 12, 2008

Great song 'Listen to the Music'. The radio can take you back, all right. A track comes on and reminds you of a time, a place, or a person.

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on July 12, 2008

Memories can take us many places. Some times a pictrue or special music does take one back to those days when the world was ours to conquer. I enjoyed the poem......M

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on July 11, 2008

Those were the days huh?

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 11, 2008

Amazing how music can often spark so many memories.

Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner

Reviewed on July 11, 2008

Nice and romantic, it is good to remember the past sometimes.

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Sweet sentiments ...

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Ahhh got to love those days...Meatloaf said it best in their song "I can see paradise by the dashboard light" Enjoyed this one and yes I can so remember the eight track tapes, you needed the whole trunk of your car to carry enough for one night lol

Fee

Reviewed by F William Broome

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Reading this was delightful. Good writing in its entirety. Sadly, we had nothing but radio to bring us great dance and moony tunes to breathe by! My generation invented the back sear... by the way.
How do the young survive... and never mature? - Bill

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Karen, great write, and I thought I was the only one that liked the Dooby Bros.

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Beautiful walk-down memory lane
Those where the days and those back roads
Do you remember the old drive-in movies?
I love listing to the Doobie Brothers
Excellent visuals and love the poem!!
Peace Love and Light...Morning Star

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Ahhhh, Karen, those were the days. I recall many heart-throbbing excursions me and my friends participated in. All the guys with cars, and their dates, liked to get on those back roads where they could race, so all us kids from our small community sort of ganged together. And guess where we parked--in the cememtery--no body bothered us there.

Hadn't thought about those days in years. Thanks for sparking my memory with your cute poem.

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

A lot ofus can share thos memories of long ago. Those were the days Karen. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Beautiful!

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

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

NICE!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Never had a car in my early youth so I missed out on those events that happen in parked cars.

Reviewed by Ted Bossis

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Flashing back with softness & what molded us .~.evol Ted

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Hi Karen,I love reading your poem and I enjoy you sharing your memories of back in the day as a youth.take care

Edwin

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

Gotta love those Georgia dirt roads . . . Or in my case . . . Arkansas oilfield road . . . Nicely done, Karen . . .

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on July 10, 2008

...the wonder of notalgia...to be found in loves memory...always finds it home in music...and here in your poetry.
nice memory...nice write Karen...
John