Comfort Zone (poem) by Sue Hess on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on October 20, 2006

Comfort zone, just what I need on Friday. hello hard to get out of that comfort zone Sue. Great poem witha twist

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

a state many sadly endure ...

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

"quilted prison" We do that to ourselves, don't we? Place ourselves somewhere for safety's sake only to discover we've trapped ourselves. Enjoyed this reading, Sue. ~~Nordette

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)

Reviewed on October 13, 2006

Oh how I understand that well-put phrase "quilted prison."
Nice work, girl.

Reviewed by Steve Patterson

Reviewed on October 12, 2006

it is so UNcomfortable being comfortable.

well written... well read.
TX

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Imagine the effort required to fly a golden cage - a millionaire's unhappy wife, for instance. Life can get its talons into the best of us and it doesn't appreciate a close inspection of its red-in-tooth-and-claw ways. Then there is the life of boredom, but that's another long-winded story. Walking with you thru the grey zones this morning, Sue. :-)

Reviewed by Shinya Yawakazi (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2006

Yes I like this poem as well and for the comment you made for my "Drunk"poem dont worry I would never follow into my fathers footsteps...but..its like they say a little piece of them you gain from them know what I mean?

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

So true...I think for about everyone at one time or another in their life...great write, I love the vision that your words quilted prison created...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

Excellent poetry on life and its many colors

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

This speaks for all, in a simple look but so true at what life and love can deliver to the ones who feel.

fee

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

Life can be quite seductive to the point where we feel secure within our own tensions. Weird that is. I could never understand why i felt at ease being on edge in dads company. The answer lay in my being totally aclimatized to his bad moods. In other words I became complascent. Yet when he was good, very good, I was on edge and fearful. I could not win either way. Imagine, tension being a comfort zone? Strange.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

Well expressed Sue!!

Ditto Eileen!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

Excellent capture of the complacency, we can fall into!
I think we all go there on and off. Hopefully we don't stay;-)

Eileen

Reviewed by H. Lena Jones

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

Sue, there is so much truth in your poem, appropriately titled "Comfort Zone". Folk just don't like change, they would rather remain as they are then blame the world for leaving them behind. A great inspirational write...full of food for thought.

God Bless
Lena

Reviewed by Jacqueline Marshall (Reader)

Reviewed on October 10, 2006

When I read your poem I thought of people functioning but not awake. If they were awake to their situation they WOULD be desperate. Love the imagery...."quilted prison" and falling back "into the fluff of my everyday life." Enjoy this poem very much. JM