Still 1992 (poem) by D L Johnson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on May 13, 2008

1992, memorable for me too. One year into 2nd marriage and then Mom dying in June. Not a good time for me but I pulled through only to be alone again in 2007. Your thing with numbers amazes me to no end.

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on April 16, 2008

I bet she thinks of you too Dan. Great memories. Best regards, Bonnie May

Reviewed by Robert Blackwell

Reviewed on April 13, 2008

Very well expressed; I can feel the heartache of that decision. I hope all else has gone well with you.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on April 12, 2008

Cleverly expressed and you "say" a lot with an effective economy of words, Dan. Thank you. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Michelle Mead

Reviewed on April 10, 2008

i know what you mean. I used to wonder if the person we couldn't get out of our heads is the one we belong with-for me, it was. Thanks for this. Michelle

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on April 10, 2008

It's wonderful to be thought of but sad sometimes for the one doing the thinking. A powerful write Dan.

Reviewed by Randall Barfield

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

Precious like a gem. Thanks for sharing.

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on April 9, 2008

A mouth lossed without proper thought, has many a bad circumstance wrought. We are all guilty of this. To linger in the past however, will doom you to neeedless self punishment all your days. Let the memory fade into the yesterdays.And on the morrow, visit life, loves ans perspectives anew. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

hmmmm...hugs to free you from this place of past tense
it is not healthy to cling to regret! Everything has a time, a place, a purpose...It is good to remember, it is greater to live now!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

excellent work on a sad thingy!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Powerfully penned, my friend. I think many of us have our own '1992.'

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Dan that is why our memories are so important and sometimes we split for all the wrong reasons. take care and thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

I hope you didn't forget to wave back on that boodbye.

Georg

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

Very beautiful pen Dan,stay safe and well sweet man...HUgss

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

Elements of something quite unique here - a numerical acrostic? You have inspired me Dan. Like dust in the wind - our lives pass so quickly. Funny ... 1992 is the year that I started the present job that I'm on. Blessings ...

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

Amazing isn't it Dan, how time seems to fall away,as if there weren't any, when we think of loved ones...haunting and lovely...ET

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

but you best move on cos 2012 you may be feeding worms....

Reviewed by F William Broome

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

This form is quite unique. I like it, and, somehow, it sound juss' like you! Affairs of the heart in others is akin to religious matters, but you say how you feel in such a warm manner. Can it be re--kindled love. Does se know? Would she like to see it? Give her my best. - Bill

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

Beautifully penned longing, Dan, well done.

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

Reviewed by stan nassano

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

AAAAAAAAWW had to catch it on the reread,then it was ohh yea now i get it,poingant poem,
stan

Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

I love this blend of numbers and words!! Clever and surprising!
Myrna

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on April 7, 2008

Lost moments never regained