No Turning back (poem) by Rose M Rideout on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 28, 2009

A nice work to reflect on Rose, it is a walk that makes us who we are. How else would we learn of all the ups and downs of life? An enjoyable read....

Reviewed by Selena Dobbin-Gillis

Reviewed on January 21, 2009

Just think though sis, the only person we missed when we walked away was our darling mother, she made our house a home and yes prepared us for better things in our lives. Without her there was no beautiful memories. Very nice write sis.

Love you forever,
Selena

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on January 11, 2009

Lovely passages of memories encumbered also by sorrows yearning, we all must leave the nest of nurturing & the comforts of family love, and yes it is very lonely...your poem took me to my own tracks
We must always let go, no matter which side we see,
I like Fee know all sides of this wonderful poem
Thank You Rose
Embraced with Love
Vickie

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 4, 2009

A wonderful back through the looking glass write of life and love as seen through the eyes of someone who knows both well.

hugs your cuz
fee

Reviewed by Cathlene Sares (Reader)

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Rose,
No turning back, but how fortunate that we can remember those days.
I find such joy in reminiscing. Let's hope those anxious travelers will too, one day. Beautifully written.
Cathlene

Reviewed by Barbara Smith

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Rose, "No" we cannot turn back to the way life once was when we leave it...we have to make it on our own, (but) "no" one can take those memories away from us...can they? Time sneakes into our bodies and steals our days from us...is it fair? I truly enjoyed this writing.

Reviewed by John Coppolella

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

The arrow of time flies true. Not so with the (hopefully) long and winding road of life. Your poem speaks truthfully of the common experiences of calling a life your own, as you have so aptly put it. The virtual world which exists in our mind, is all we have left after the real one exits the scene.

Fortunately, we can visit there anytime we want. Carpe Diem!

Thanks for painting the picture of life in such vivid colors, Rose.

Rockie Coppolella

Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

A wonderful write Rose. They don't know what they face in their hurry to spread their wings and fly away. But that they must do not realizing the truth of "no turning back."
Hugs, Marcia

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

How so ture Rose..
I have My son who is pondering your thoughts.
He can staye as long as he will.
Have a great 2009 Rose
x0x0x
Ron

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Most power offering...much to ponder!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Rose ~ A beautiful write,
"Thoughts run through your mind,Thoughts of the past, of not turning back,Remembering that day you walked away,Like walking along a one way track." This verse does bring back memories of the day I left home, at age 15 I walked along the train tracks and over the tressle on my way from the smell of burnt spaghetti, on to a house that really had a home for me and was really filled with home cooked meals and love. That day, is a day I will never miss the direction from which I came. I don't mean to be a downer, because that was a good day,I found my true family in the direction of love. Thank you for the memories of a positive experience as a child. Warmth and Love to you. Carin'

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

A wonderful write...we can't go back in reality, but we can visit often in our dreams, thoughts, and occasional visits on holidays...time doesn't stand still for anyone and I find myself drifting back for visits more often than usual...I think that comes with age or shall I say maturity...a beautiful write my friend!
Blessings from Ky.
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

I feel when I visit my Mom I am in a way home...she is still in the house I grew up in, though as my children now venture down their track I can sure relate to your poem. Well done Rose.:)
Love
Christine

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Can't believe that it is so long ago that I went looking from my little world for the answers in the big world.
I got disappointed, the answers were the same from both.
Should had be content with what I had from the beginning.

Georg

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Hi Rose oxo Very True, Great poem and flow, That's why
HOLIDAYS are meant for comin' back home, to share and share the memories
once made.
WRITE ON!
Warmest of Blessings, LOVE and Light, Warrior Purple Lady SHEE

Stay Positive! Through the peace of serenity...

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

And what a blessing to have the best of both worlds.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Powerfully penned, Rose, with a lesson - well done!

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

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Good message in this, Rose; very well done! BRAVA!

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

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

Life usually is a one way track, but if we're lucky we collect some marvelous memories along the way.

Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

It's a long road, and sometimes lonely, with lots of twists and turns, pitfalls and briar patches. Terrible situation. Ha! But you are living proof that the road can lead to a wonderful place :-)

Ted

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

WONDERFUL!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on January 3, 2009

I love this Rose. Excellent write my friend and a great lesson here too. Well done.