Lost (poem) by Lori L Moore on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 2, 2005

In time we see past view and future lifts our own passion to a level equal to understanding. Judgement a mir question left unanswered and buried in our safe place our mind. Excellent poem, better thought..Walt

Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez (Reader)

Reviewed on May 20, 2005

Severe and sobering!

Well Written!

Rich

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on May 8, 2005

Seems to be written for an event. An into would help connect your poignant words.

I second Elizabeth. A law degree puts you a step ahead. Now, as you say, "to pass the Bar."

Ron

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on May 1, 2005

Wonderful free verse, Lori.

Congrats too on the degree and the hard work that went into it.

Elizabeth

Reviewed by Birdie Houston (Reader)

Reviewed on May 1, 2005

Fine write !

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on April 23, 2005

Lori,

Shattering, chilling, powerfully honest emotions--I agree, one of your best, and yes, where are you????????? I miss you

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

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on April 16, 2005

An excellent write, Lori, one of your best. Hard hitting. ~~Nordette
PS: Where are you, btw?

Reviewed by Tova Gabrielle

Reviewed on April 15, 2005

third verse nearly made me cry.

Reviewed by Robin Labenberg

Reviewed on April 1, 2005

Lori...Great write..leaves me wishing for healing for all things buried do come back.

Reviewed by Dave Harm

Reviewed on March 28, 2005

Oh our needs... as children we don't acknowledge them, for fear of being vunerable... as adults, we always seem to be chasing them...

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on March 26, 2005

guilt and haunting here........

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on March 23, 2005

hello Lori, touching piece. G

Reviewed by David Young

Reviewed on March 18, 2005

I very deep thinkink verse that had real meanings for me. These lines are powerful:

"well knowing the storm which follows the denigration,
the aftershocks which trail the belittling words of scorn."

Reviewed by Barbara Terry

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Thnx Lori and I can defintely identify with this, except for the last four words. Even though my need is not buried, I have learned to live with the sadness and share it with others for advice and comfort, so I guess the need is, while not yet buried, is in the funeral procession. Thnx Lori, for all of your advice, sharing, and wonderful words of review. May the Lord be with you always, and at your side constantly. with much love, peace, & (((HUGS))), Barbie

"If I have to...Then I may as well be."

Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Dark and intense. Good write.

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

Reviewed on March 7, 2005

like many this touches deep for
very different reasons....
thanks for sharing such a powerful write~~~~

Reviewed by Muhammad Al Mahdi

Reviewed on March 6, 2005

I are saying a very important thing here. I feel strongly touched by this because I know both sides of the issue. Thank you very much for saying it.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on March 6, 2005

Letting go of the guilt of such co-dependent relationships is hard when one's heart is to nurture and support. But discernment is everything... some are destined, because of their "hang-ups", to consistently remain just that tantalising one step beyond our reach and help. We will never give up on them, and yet they seem to get no closer to resolution within themselves. Such is the nature of that particular relationship, sadly. Whether we feel we are the ones in control, or the ones being controlled, does much to determine how we feel about the outcome of events when the final curtain falls... a good psychological portrayal here. TY Kate xx

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on March 6, 2005

Hi Lori:

This one is well-written. Thank you so much for sharing!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Mary Quire

Reviewed on March 5, 2005

It's so sad how we don't appreciate many things or people when we're younger and then, as time passes, we realize how much we actually cheated ourselves.

M.Rose

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

This reaches to the depth of my soul and elicits emotions that I cannot deny, Lori. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

It is haunting and painful but also
there is a beauty to be found and
therein lies the truth. Excellent!

Reviewed by Sue Hess

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

the pain in this poem is so clear, the words so poignant

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

A splendid, haunting write...

Reviewed by Janet Parker

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

Lori, your poetry is always brilliant. This one is beautiful and haunting.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

Stunning poetry Lori!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

Lori, I understand this poem well and of course you are so talented that I expect nothing less than perfection from you. Nicely done.

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

You packed a lot of thought and feeling
into this short piece Lori. Well done!

Blessings,
Joseph

Reviewed by George Jackson

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

Beautiful.

Reviewed by Chanti Niven

Reviewed on March 4, 2005

Such a sad and poignant poem. It is haunting in its depth.
If only...
Chanti

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

sometimes we come so close to the source of our hope only to find it's too far to achieve ...

excellent poem, Lori ...

Reviewed by Pier Tyler

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Moving, sad, yet so deep it evokes the heartstrings.

Reviewed by Andrea Williams

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Brilliant.

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Your becoming famous
Sad fact in too many cases of lost one's..
Stunning poetry!

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Golly gosh. The foulest invasion, of a little person.
Scaring them with horrors and inner conflict.

When I have suspected something, I've rung and ring, the social services. Be it a child or a vunerable person.

Reviewed by Maria Lupinacci

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Lori,

I have always enjoyed your work!
This is haunting:
"you died, a single step
beyond the reach
of my concern."

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Sometimes it is just too easy to walk away and not help. I am sure there are many reasons why people might opt for that choice, but there is a small voice that needs for them to listen and to act. This is a heart-wrenching, emotionally devastating poem, Lori. You really packed a punch with this one. Exceptional writing.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

The depths of your heart are penned in stone with this poem

Reviewed by Steve Joos

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

So sad.How sad it is when those around us cry for help and we don't hear.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

wow! Lori you delved into the buried zones with this one!
How many of us feel a twinge of guilt wondering about our
own actions.Superb poetry!

Eileen

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

This touches so deeply.
Very heart felt.
John

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Oh, there is some horrendous, heartfelt agony within the lines of this fantastic, well-written poem. Well done!

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

How sad and so true. our blind ignorance. Beautiful! Powerful message!. This needs to be out there.
Thank You Lori.
Love Traceyxo

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 3, 2005

Sweet haunting tale, sadly nostalgic yet questioning.

Felix