Perspectives (poem) by E T Waldron on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 13, 2008

...well written words of birds and dreams...the doves to day...and to night the dreams...crows nest of darkness...again wishes for sun.
I very much like your poetry here Eileen...
John

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on April 12, 2008

Beautiful images in the sunlit poem......m

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

Daydreams wrestled into perspective by nighttime realities. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

Wonderful offering!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

Ohh, I'm glad I stopped by for this one. I happen to love crows, those dark, grumpy messengers from below.
Lovely write!
Becca~

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

Fantastic imagery, I especially loved the "...riding on the back of sunbeams"

Reviewed by Douglas Bentley

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

I love to hear the birds early in the morning.
But I don't like hearing crows at my door.
Where there is one, there is always more.
I think I got your metaphor!!
Doug

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

I was there with you in these words. Thank you for the wonderful escape. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

Listening to Dove's Coo is always a marvelous way to spend the day. And those crows know many things.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

ET, wonder anytime if Noah of the Ark carried a umbrella? forty days and forty nights of rain kind of shot to pieces any other perspective he could had entertain! ! !
And, if instead of a dove carrying that laurel twig it was one of your crows? what then today?
Just asking...

Georg

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

How quickly time...life changes...passes. Beautiful writing.

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

The light of day contrasted by the darkness of night, each offering its own sense of how we perceive life's movement. I can't help but feel both hope and despair. I am glad I sleep at night and don't have to think so much about my mortality.

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

A great contrast in this piece. Well done!
Sheila

Reviewed by H Cruz

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

And grow and grow; Peacefull easy feeling here.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

how quicklt the tides change! really well written!

Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Reminded me of E.A.Poe, too! One of my fave poets, so that's a compliment, E.T :o)

Love, Micke

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Forever more, forever more, says the Raven, you are leaning very close to Edgar Allen shoulders here in the very impressive last line, great ending. Hugs and Blessings! Jasmin Horst

Reviewed by Gerard Gauthier (Reader)

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

this day in a life...is a life measured in a day...Great read

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Eileen,

Excellent write my friend. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

A bit of melancholy in these lines, but very well penned - excellent, Eileen.

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

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Sounds very peaceful and a good place to get your much needed rest.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Very nice indeed Eileen.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Lovely write, Eileen; brava!

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

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

I love the coo of doves... one of my favorite sounds in all the world! The last two places we lived we had mourning doves who nested in our back yard...we are hoping that we will have them at our new house as well...just trying to get that home built!
Cryssa