Softly Stealing Thoughts (poem) by Cryssa C on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 10, 2009

The aching of a mother's arms...I know it well. So very moving. Hugs, Elizabeth

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on January 30, 2009

Whatever form it is! I LOVE YOUR CREATIVITY!
I fell all warm! with your chosen words that ended in New, You, View/Etc.
Excellently done, felt and seen!
I love and stare at clouds and take cloud picts. CONSTANTLY! They speak to our soul!
Your baby pinks and blues, are a whisper away!
Warmest of Blessings and Love, Warrior Purple Passion Lady SHEExooo

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on January 2, 2009

Once again your colors have captured feelings!

Reviewed by Jerry Engler

Reviewed on November 29, 2008

That's a very interesting form of poetry, and well-done, Cryssa. It gives a relaxed, rhythmic feel with great emotion...rock-a-bye baby...Jerry

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

Fabulous, Cryssa. The feeling sings out with tenderness and harnessed, thoughtful emotion. You not only cradle the babies we have lost, but also the long-term fractured hearts of us mothers who bear them, especially. Grace and peace to you, as to us. With thanks, K xx

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on November 14, 2008

Poem knocked me over. Liz

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on November 11, 2008

Absolutely stunning! Holly

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on November 9, 2008

Very beautiful poem that expresses your soul to the finest,take care

Edwin

Reviewed by William Potter

Reviewed on November 9, 2008

Cryssa,

So sad, but so beautiful. Amazing rhyme...

thank you

William

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on November 8, 2008

Cryssa the bittersweet message is subdued by the beauty of your rhyme and meter,which is superb,and a joy to read!

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

Ah, even the colors make me want to cry, such beauty and melancholy in your words

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

Reads like a lovely lullaby, Cryssa. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

a very well done work. Nicely said
hugs
kat

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

such a lovely write--sad but lovely

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

Cryssa, I don't think anything compares to the pain of losing a child. Beautifully written.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

Losing a child is the worst thing aparent can endure, losing more than one needs all the faith not to bend a break.

Georg

PS: repost this poem with black fonts because a few of our AD authors have difficult to read them in color, and soft tones are the most difficult to them. Thanks.
G

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on November 7, 2008

Love the poem and the form in which it is written. Many a mother can relate to the pain of losing a child and I pray for your sorrow and hope the Lord comforts you in this loss.

Reviewed by Linda Law

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

Reading between the lines of this one... I felt your pain... losing a child is unbearable... however...you do such wonderful things to lift those around you... Writing also is a gift...when one can write about something that isn't about you...and the reader is moved or touched in such a lovely way... great writing. lindalaw

Reviewed by Linda Zebsokey

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

Dear Cryssa,
What a beautiful, haunting, poem. It makes my heart sad for you. It makes me wonder if you are writing about our loss or if you write for others. I know the poet experiences many things vicariously--but I think this is one of your own.

May all your dreams come true--in God's perfect time.

Love,
Linda

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

Mine's a similar theme-- about steeling thoughts... dreams of holding a baby whether pink bootied, or blue. I dream of that, and aunties to hold them. --Charlie

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

Stunning, Cryssa, these delicately hued lines of sadness, of loss ... that's what I read in this one. No worse pain than a Mommy bidding adieu to her little one, and seeing reminders, all around ... a lovely memorial, compassionately penned ... well done.

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

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

Like a nostalgic watercolor painting.

Axilea

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

So beautiful in the blues and pinks was this delightful poem. My eyes will see nothing for awhile for the blues and pinks just made them smile. Love and hugs, Bonnie

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on November 6, 2008

I sense a broken heart reaching, aching for something that is just never going to be. Heartbreaking write....

Be always safe,
Karen