Three Ladies (poem) by Jon Michael Willey on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Gerard Gauthier (Reader)

Reviewed on November 29, 2008

You really show off here Jon..."firt light,last light...midday,midnight"
..."three ladies of great social aplomb"...Happy belated Thanksgiving...Gerard

Reviewed by neerja gandhi (Reader)

Reviewed on November 22, 2008

Wow...jabbering....social aplomb,how nice sight...it makes me go tee..hee..hee...hee..but ...from now onwards i doubt I'll be able to enjoy Turkeyyssssss...oohhhh. I'm forwarding these three beautiful ladies to my friend.Sure he's gonna have fun.Great Write And Warm Wishes Jon. Neerja

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

Jon,
Fine sure touch here, perfect moment laced with irony and wry humour and genuine wonder. Beautiful!
John

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

So wonderfully creative as one can picture the scene as they stroll by. A true delight for the upcoming Thanksgiving Holiday....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

I love the metaphor,such a picturesque analogy!
Great Thanksgiving poem,Jon!

Love,
Eilen

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

You have captured beauty �n its entirety. Gorgeous description

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

I have the great pleasure of watching them out my window,,they are magnificent, I do love the way they turn up the soil... great visuals you have painted in my head.
Love and Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

Once, Twice, Three times Ten, a lady. That's how many hens I ran into on a mountain road in the Monongahela National Forest one fall day.

They scattered everywhere, pooping on my car, but none ended up as T-Day dinner--drats!

Ron

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

Jon, do you think they were aware of their pending fate?

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

The beauty of nature in its nakedness

Just so beautiful

Overwhelming

Just look at me

Don�t I just look gorgeous?

On this special!

Gobble-Gobble Day??

Now tell me

Do you still�

Want to EAT me??

HUH??

(from my poem "happy 4 th July....lol)

Love Tinka

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Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on November 17, 2008

Ben Franklin wanted the Turkey to be our national symbol, citing the rougishness and thievery of the Eagle. But then, would we have Eagle for thanksgiving...LOL

Walt