Her New Scrapbook (poem) by Lori L Moore on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on August 15, 2009

You've brought the broken pieces of a shattered life together in this sad poem!...M

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on August 3, 2009

Sad and lonely poem...well written, my friend! Beautifully crafted words.

Hugs,
Anna

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on August 2, 2009

A poignant piece that is your forte.

Ron

Reviewed by Barbara Sue

Reviewed on August 2, 2009

Hello Lori..
What a touching sad, and somewhat haunting way with words you have..One can almost picture the tears, despair and hunger emitting from the woman in this poem..thank you for sharing..

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper

Reviewed on August 2, 2009

That first stanza grabs my interest---how the pretty pictures create lovely scenes that are mere illusions as compared to what life has actually been in a home where happiness doesn't exist. Good write...

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 1, 2009

You capture the plight of the lonely who can't function well in our culture and don't know how to make a house a home,it needs love...

Superb poem, Lori!...ET

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on August 1, 2009

Very sad indeed...Hugss

Reviewed by Carol Grace

Reviewed on August 1, 2009

Absolutely love the juxtaposition of Disneyland poses and dirty laundry and smoke stained rooms. This is life--we don't photograph the bad times because that's not what we want to remember. Although sad, this poem reverberates the way things so often are versus the way we want them to be. Good job.
Carol

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 1, 2009

I feel the empty lonely ache in this one that filters out between, above and below the lines. When our worlds are not to our liking all too often we have a tendency to see them the way we'd like them to be but sooner or later reality sets in...

fee

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on August 1, 2009

So very sad.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

A very powerful yet deeply sad piece...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

Lori,
Strong, painful, poignant.

John

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

It's very weird and sombering, in a way, to look back at old pictures. I always reflect upon what was going on in my life at exactly the time the photo was taken. And, I always remember too. Things seem so trivial in a sense. Nostalgia, sadness, mixed emotions. Liked your poem a lot.

Reviewed by . . (Reader)

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

Painful. Yet it is near the knuckle.
Hows life at the bar. You've been 28 for 4 years? lol xx

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

HOW SAD THAT THE LONGINGS...DREAMS OF HER HEART CANNOT BE PHOTOGRAPHED AND PUT THERE ON THOSE EMPTY...DESOLATE PAGES. GOD BLESS AND THANKS FOR SHARING THIS SO WELL WRITTEN WORK.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

Living a lie for the sake of appearances or simply to avoid reality never works. When we close our eyes to sleep, the nightmares of our reality run like a wild loop playing over and over until we wake the next day. I think we all would have liked for some things in our lives to be different than what they were, but using them as stepping stones to achieve our goals works much better than pretending we lived a different life. Excellent and deep, Lori. I was pulled into this one before I could stand back and evaluate it objectively without feeling like a part of it.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on July 31, 2009

So sad