Your Choice (poem) by C. G. McGovern-Bowen on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 7, 2009

You know I'm committed to you...flight of moonbeam inspired
sexual Bliss...how ironic that would be...a barrel of whisky it would take me to share my Io's Fire with that other color...there's more to this than meets the eye...and the eye of horus it is...could you two even walk through that door together...

Sage

Reviewed by Richard Orey

Reviewed on August 20, 2007

A sad reality is that the actors you name in Your Choice are into such self-feeding, most don't even recognize what they've chosen to do to Mother Earth and the rest of us. Your last stanza names them: "mindless devourer."

Speaking of choosing, your choice of imagery is spellbinding!

What a great write!

Richard

Reviewed by Amira van Kerk (Reader)

Reviewed on August 23, 2004

Wow, this is excellent.
Especially the ending.
When will we finally wake up?

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on August 23, 2004

This is not only power-packed but emotive and visually explosive with many wonderful metaphors and unique imagery. Just fantastic, Carolyn! The message would rate an A* on its own, but you have crafted a piece that is so much more than that. A clarion call that shakes not only the earth, but our wretched and ignorant blindness as well. Your first stanza literally took my breath away!!! The image of the flatulent bean-eater in his sacrosanct pew says it all! Credal religion is as far from the reality of the heart of God as is our "governance" of Mother Earth - and as much a travesty. Kudos to you. TY Kate xx

Reviewed by Theresa Koch

Reviewed on August 22, 2004

Bravo lady well said!!!

Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)

Reviewed on August 22, 2004

I agree wholeheartedly. I just got home from vacation with a bad sunburn, which I didn't expect to get because I already had a nice tan. There was an ozone alert out at the time. The air pollution is destroying the ozone layer. I've been thinking about selling my car and getting a scooter, which uses much less gasoline.

Reviewed by Chanti Niven

Reviewed on August 22, 2004

You pack a powerful punch Carolyn and with such fantastic acerbic wit. Wow lady you can WRITE!!!
Chanti

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Brava!Brava! Brava! Way to go Carolyn! Brilliant
word usage, high alert message;-)!!!

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Whoah, Carolyn. Powerful and meaningful preaching in your verses. Good for you! Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

I agree with you Carolyn. Excellent poem

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Very powerful and well voiced write!

Reviewed by ~Indigo~ Elga

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Dear Carolyn,

It's a sad state of affairs, mankind does not know when to stop, perhaps only when there is nothing left to pillage.

Warm hugs
Elga

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Carolyn
Your heart is in the right place....
Peter

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Powerful piece, Carolyn!! There is nothing I detest more than a trip down to our peaceful river ... only to have the bubbly silence ripped apart by mechanical growls, snarls and the putrifying smell of oil/gasoline wrenched from Mother Earth... There are other means of power, why can't we use them?

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on August 21, 2004

Wise and much needed instruction.