Dry Cleaner (poem) by Edwin Hurdle on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 14, 2009

Well done! Very creative.

Mel

Reviewed on August 13, 2009

Edwin, this is definitely an interesting poem that seems to have underlying facets that might be interpreted more than one way. The "stain" seems to be a sickness of the soul that makes one "different" that has created pain by the loss of a lover. "Dry Cleaner" had me reading the poem twice to look for shades of subtley.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo

Reviewed on August 4, 2009

That is quite a devoted kind of love. Touches the heart! ~Elizabeth :)

Reviewed by Richard Orey

Reviewed on August 3, 2009

Haven't we all noticed the stain? It seems stains are an integral part of life. If you haven't noticed a stain, then you aren't living.

A unique, innovative write, Edwin. Good job!

Richard

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on August 3, 2009

clever, very clever Edwin -- it is very reminiscent of a song I am fond of -- "Making Memories of Us", by Rodney Crowell -- "and I'm going to love you like nobody loves you -- and I'll earn your trust making memories of us" -- your poem grabs at the realities of love and dedication, with a flair for the novel -- well done my friend -- peace and love -- Jon Michael

Reviewed by Juliet Waldron

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Funny and cool! I hope she got the message!

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on July 30, 2009

Beautifully penned.

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on July 28, 2009

EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on July 28, 2009

awww Edwin this is of sweetness and written from a big heart..wonderful compassionate write.
Blessings, Christine

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Edwin, it's good to read you,this is a strong well
written declaration of love! A beautiful poem with
a message I hope she welcomes!

Eileen

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Sweet, endearing and very uplifting to the spirit...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Cute. It's always nice to have a "quicker-lift-you-upper" around.

Reviewed by Nicole Weaver

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Edwin,
Cheer genuis! Very good use of words. Simply one word! GREAT!
Nicole

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

VERY GOOD WRITE OF 'TAKING ANOTHER CHANCE ON LOVE'. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Masimba Mukichi

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Brilliant write.Keep up the good work Edwin.

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Clever verse, Edwin, great read!

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Edwin, a truly enjoyable read.... I loved "the quicker lift you upper"

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Bennett Kremen

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

I like the intensity in your poem. So many of us have so much to offer. Finding each other is the rub. Your poem deals with that. Thanks.

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

There are lots of fish in the sea and there is one fish that's waiting just for that special person to catch them. Thank you for sharing Edwin.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Excellent writing sweet man...sighhhh..well done indeed...have a wonderful and safe day..Hugsss

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

They call me leopard, no spiritual dry-cleaner will touch my stains!

Georg

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

I love the intensity, the compassion, the clear-eyed realism, the down-to-earth desire to bless and to heal and to succour in this fabulous write, Edwin. And especially the strength and support in these amazing lines:

Kiss the pain

Kiss the dirt

Kiss the stain

Kiss the hurt

Goodbye!

thank you, Kate xx

Reviewed by Stuart McCallum

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Edwin, you are 'truly' one of the great poets on this site--and, quite frankly, anywhere.

Perfect, my friend, much enjoyed.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Down to earth and very real this poetry comees from the heart and reminds me of the movie where the boy is always just there in the background lovin but never being loved.

fee

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

False promises are always sugar coated but are bitter when swallowed.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on July 27, 2009

Lucky woman who latches on to you, Edwin. Well said my friend.