Sunday Best (poem) by Amber V Moonstone on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on September 28, 2012

Your words certainly give the reader pause for reflection, Amber. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on September 27, 2012

Amber when you write something so melancholy I know you must be in pain for you are always so positive. Sometimes a glimpse at the pain will be the greatest poetry you ever write because it reveals the depths of the soul.

Reviewed by TONY NERONE

Reviewed on September 23, 2012

I hope not pretty lady. You are still a very pretty face. I loved the writing too........GOD BLESS YOU
Always
Tony

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on September 22, 2012

There is a crowning irony here that coalesces in a bleak kind of poetic justice that is acutely blind to the erosion of passivity. Your poem implodes with full force as the sibilant of life comes into a final fricative contact with its "t"erminal stop. Sound and sense combine with full force to make this a dazzling diatribe on the dangers of ennui and mediocrity. Meddlesome! madame! Very Meddlesome!

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on September 22, 2012

A poetic descent into darkness, sadness here, written very effectively!
What feels really good every day is a bright red dress with polka dot stockings.
Blessings xo,
Christine

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on September 20, 2012

I think we all put on our Sunday best at times, but it wears off at times...M

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on September 18, 2012

Hindsight can be 20/20..but
foresight can give you plenty
for the seeking..see You on
the path beside many *Amber*

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley

Reviewed on September 18, 2012

We should never "pretend" to be something we are not
It isn't healthy as you well know. "Each month drags,"
as your own body drags and your chi no longer flows
and you are out of balance within yourself

Excellent description of all the emotions that can
drag you down not being yourself.

Love and Light
Lily

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on September 17, 2012

Wave after wave, life goes on and on, always looking new and fresh to you, inspiring you to face the challenge and move on again to tacke a new one. If you are a poet or a writer, the situation is worse. You won�t get rest till you are laid to rest. Always a pleasure to read you, Amber.

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on September 17, 2012

Amber my friend your writing is always best again another Great poem Laura

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on September 17, 2012

I got off the Sunday band wagon many years ago and never looked back. We tend to get so tied up in rituals that we can't see where we're headed. Your poem seems to cry out for a change that only you can make and is really quite easy.

Ron

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather