Ultimately (poem) by Dawn Anderson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 29, 2008

You have a powerful way of penning your points. I cannot but feel the agony of this fellow. Pride is a crazy demon that denies people the peace that lurks behind the gentle little phrase,
"I'm sorry."

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on June 7, 2008

Powerful write, sometimes sorry is hard to say not only for men but for women as well
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Reviewed on June 3, 2008

Dawn your words are so true for some people, if he only understood that taking responsibility of one's own actions, words included, will guide him to a freedom beyond his imagination. Thank you for putting these words so eloquently. Warmth and Love, Carin'

Reviewed by Lavendar Jazz

Reviewed on June 3, 2008

You have a wonderful gift of painting pictures with words...I really enjoyed this one.

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on June 3, 2008

You look at what happens inside a man. Some would sacrifice anything to their pride.

Axilea

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on June 2, 2008

Pride always weighs one down
and sorry is the best thing to say
I'm sorry to say lol ;)

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on June 1, 2008

I love this one. My vision was of a man who lives at 1600 Pennsylvania avenue. I only wish I believed he was struggling with saying those 2 words. Excellent write. Liz

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on June 1, 2008

Getting past pride can be a difficult emotion and yet it is so easy to let pride go...

Your poem shows your ability to write those emotions from the other side...nice work Dawn...

Art Sun...

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on May 31, 2008

...you have said much Dawn...in this well written and my perhaps...most favorite write of yours.
excellent...
John

Reviewed by Shedding Light

Reviewed on May 31, 2008

Very beautiful work.

Harold M. Nash

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on May 31, 2008

A fantastic write Dawn
most enjoyable reading
Love & Peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on May 31, 2008

Wonderfully crystalised thought process here, Dawn. The ache on both sides palpable. And how is it, even if those strangulated words DO manage to escape, it sounds sometimes as if it is the supremest effort of self-sacrifice or self-pity, making you feel even worse for provoking it??!! :)) Sometimes the agony just isn't worth it. Such power in three little words... always three... one way or the other! TY Kate xx

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on May 31, 2008

Wow! This is a gem, Dawn! Brilliant!...ET

Reviewed by Mary Lacey Desertrat

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Why is it so hard to say those two little words?

Mary

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Just think how life could be different if one did now waste the minutes away stewing in pride; Words can make or break one. Awesome poem.
Christine

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Love it!! Sad that saying those words can ultimately be so incredibly difficult!

Cryssa

Reviewed by L Hippler

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

I really liked this one, Dawn. I think it's one of my favorites.
Larry

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

It is often hard to admit that we are human and make mistakes, whether small ones like forgettting to close a door or major ones like forgetting an anniversary. Loving though means learning and if we learn from the mistakes then love is growing.
hugs
Fee

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Beautiful and powerful! Yes, the many who have fallen just because that one phrase "I'm sorry" was to heavy for their tongues....

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Powerfully penned - my new favorite of yours - and that image is beautiful - coming out of the fog - into the light -

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

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

This is beautifully drawn out to such a pointed conclusion...excellent writing...

Allen

PS: "It might be of little consolation...but you are in my prayers"

Always of this there is hope...prayer is the foundation of my hope...Thank you so much.

Allen

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Dawn, this is another of your poems to add to my collection
of wonderful poems. Beautifully written. Especially that
first stanza.

You might remember that great scene in A Thousand Clouds where
Jason Robards is standing on a corner repeating over and over
the litany, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, etc. Then he says to Barbara
Harris, something like, "You'd be surprised how many passersby
forgave me." Sort of takes the meaning our of "I'm sorry."

Gene.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

�I�m sorry.�

Two tiny words that are so hard for so many of us to ever utter.

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

The choices we make sculpt who we become - maybe tomorrow his pride will stand aside allowing his humility to take center stage?

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Masterfully written. Your descriptive poetry makes one feel what the person was feeling because we can relate to the thought being conveyed. Well done, Dawn.

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Excellent writing..love this ..well done sweet lady...have a wonderful and safe day..Hugssss

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

an excellent write-says much about your character!

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Over the years the words "I'm sorry" has actually lost its meaning because of the news media's constant endeavors to make people say those words . . . A man or woman can commit a heinous crime and if they say they are sorry it seems he has suddenly become a much nicer fellow . . . On a persona level the same applies to some extent . . . People do bad things to their so0called loved ones knowing that the two words will give them a chance to do it again and again . . . Of course the fellow in this excellent poem doesn't even have the wherewithal to utter them . . .

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on May 30, 2008

Dawn,

For some, those words are very hard to say. So many breakups and so many friends lost for the sake of pride and stubborness. That picture is a perfect example of on being high and dry. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.