placebo (poem) by jude forese on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by luka tomlinson (Reader)

Reviewed on August 24, 2012

several things here, intelligent word choice, flow vs format, and depth, if one is lacking it can rupture the intent, ... nothing lacked here, truly enjoyed this piece, where i'm from the indigenous folk go walkabout for many reason but one being spiritual enlightenment, this felt enlightened.. kudos, luka

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on August 21, 2012

To decompose within our dreams is to find our true essence unburdened by earthly realities or non-realities. You make us think Jude.

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on August 21, 2012

Some things we don't want to bury too deep, but yet deep enough..great poem Jude!

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on August 20, 2012

"Hello, hello, hello... Is there anybody IN there?"... So reminds me of Floyd sentiments and the feelings of blood-let to relieve pain/anxiety/boredom. The brooding gallows image is stupendous and just the detail of its looming angle speaks volumes - so well-observed. Another antennae-out write in which all things are noticed, expected or anticipated whilst yet not knowing what they are. Mingling and merging, decomposing to rise again is all stuff of the daily round of survival and conquest within the relentless Blueprint that forever unfolds. Living where I do, I know so well those feelings of being part of both past and future and holding the tension of both. Past legacies and future inheritance are always bound together in your words and world view, too. Love the way your olfactory sense is working overtime as per u here, Kartero! Sands of time and spirit-lore have a way of revealing all.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on August 19, 2012

Jude,
the opening is a killer - simply brilliant,
i'm chuckling, smiling and serious all at the same time;
the rest is brilliant, too, with strong air of
confessional and for me more than a hint of sadness
but that may be more my mood than yours

i love this poem

john

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on August 19, 2012

your "placebo" is beautiful Jude...

Birthing Hypnotic & Tranquil Beliefs
Vickie

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on August 19, 2012

There are so many great lines in this piece but I would be quoting the entire poem. Fantastic images always come to mind.

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on August 18, 2012

Jude~
Unseen demensions and cryptic lore..stay the direction of peace.
Fabulous write mdf.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Reviewed on August 18, 2012

Or perhaps just peeling away another layer :-) Good write.

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on August 18, 2012

the road to the archetype is paved with good inventions

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

"Shall please" to recycle
into so real *jude* from
your dreaming

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by T Jett (Reader)

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

First of all, it's nice to have you back! you've stirred my emotions with this wonderfully written poem ...

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

"A special sense of elevation
Intrusive yet aligned"

Lots of stuff here that effects each of us in one way or another. What is life if not a dream waiting to be dreamed and disected.
Nice offering, Jude.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

Hey Jude

This has such a mystical feel to it. Like a soul rising out of the ashes

Reborn and hauntingly sad. One could begin to wonder where this poets mind has gone. Somewhere out there in another universe where safe passage is limited to only those who are enlightened. You are one such poet. You never disappoint this reader with the depth to where you are coming from. Next time take a faster ship back I missed you. ( I fixed my typos, darn I-Phones)

Much peace light and love

Amber

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

So thats where you been for awhile huh...? ya coulda told a guy...was worried bout ya, Bob...e

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

"life�s gallows hang quite steep" Yup ... straight down. Keep pressing in. Never know - groping through the muck - what kind of a gem will end up in your hand. Good stuff. Enjoyed. peace ...

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

Yes, you do have that tendency, Jude, and you have done so here. This poem is so full of "quotable" lines one may as well just lift the complete poem for a quote. But I'll go out on a limb and say that the first two lines are kickass lines.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

I think your dreams are going through a life cycle.

Ron

Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley

Reviewed on August 17, 2012

You have touched on a part of all of us,
when one direction does not pan out
basically try and regroup and head another
direction. Even if a "placebo" and surface
again. Many emotions jude and well done

Love and Light
Lily