Believing... (poem) by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Retta,

Lovely verse - beautiful prose...and quite a painting!

Robert

Reviewed by Sheila Jones (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Reindeer,
This is simply stunning, most touching poetry!

So beautifully written!

Love, Sheila

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Heart touching beautiful write!

Reviewed by Dr. Subrata Ganguli

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Splendeed.

SG

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Excellent write!!!

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on April 19, 2004

so beautiful and tender

The best thing about loving you,
Is the light you brought into my life,
It is knowing that somewhere in the world,
You wait for me to accept the fact,

we all need that light.
pax
:)A

Reviewed by Marco Landi (Reader)

Reviewed on April 19, 2004

Is the old story full of memories and....glory and yes
pain and joy...Brava

Reviewed by andrea coltman

Reviewed on April 19, 2004

Beautiful verses...best wishes Andrea

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

Reindeer, the depth here is honest, beautiful. Really nice poem! Dawn

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

Very touching...there's a wistfulness here...a reluctance to trust anew...

yet there's also a chance at something wonderful
Gina

Reviewed by Louise Roarty (Reader)

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

Beautiful and intense poem

Reviewed by Jeff Mason

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

Oh, Retta!!! HUGE SIGHHHH. Awesomely written! -- Jeff

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

outstanding poetry!

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

That old clock can never be turned back, but it can be wound up again, love and pain seem to be best friends, wish they would divorce, or can they?

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

Excellent, Retta. A candid expression of love spilling from the heart right on the page. Loved this poem!

Carmen :-)

Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)

Reviewed on April 18, 2004

I have been in love once,
It was enough to last a lifetime,
I burned my heart to ashes,
And I bear the scars to prove it. <--That's so touching....another wonderful poem Retta..

ty, Dani

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

a beautiful write ...reindeer

William

Reviewed by Tami Ryan

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

So beautifully expressed, Reindeer.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Such feeling, Retta! Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Such exceptional passionate writing! exquisite images
and deeply felt sentiments. Kudo's Reindeer!

Reviewed by Rebekah Rosie Lang

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

What a heartfelt and most loving,
beautiful conversation with your mate.
I hope my mate and I to have that kind of deep love too, someday.
Thank you for sharing your innermost thoughts
with us today.

Reviewed by Franz Kessler

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Great and deeply honest and touching write. We cannot change the past, and our memories are an illusion, too. Franz

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

(((reindeer)))

multi-layered, powerful write here--well done!

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

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Powerful thought you penned here Retta!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

It would be nice to start all over and forget the
past....in some instances anyway...when one is hurt it
is always most difficult to love again...I have seen
this firsthand in family members...much pain...very
well done Reindeer..floria

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Wonderful poem, Reindeer. But maybe it is our past that make us realize what we have now.

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Beautiful Reindeer.
What a precious heart you have.
I wish having such hearts would not so often be a liability.
I am suspecting poets love and believe because we just don't have an "Off" switch anywhere.
Best wishes.
John

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Reatta this is a very open creative piece expressing, I enjoyed reading your light from dark from light back to dark to light again dilemmatic changes of expression. love&poems. G

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Awesome piece. Powerful thought.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Aw, that old scourge, the past. Why is it that demon past bears its nasty, sharp teeth at the most inopportune time? Say, when making love and you/he wonders if their partner has ever done this particular act with anyone else, and the answer is, probably, which in turn hurts you because it is so special you just don't see how it could possibly have been done with someone else. That is the spark which carries over to other nit-picking until soon you wonder why you allowed this person in your life, never mind in your bed. Ooops! Got a bit carried away here, Reindeer.

Reviewed by Christine Morell

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Beautifully written and meaningful. Excellent, Reindeer
~Chrissie

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

A poignant poem

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Beautiful !!! And so truly spoken from a heart that like that of the phoenix, has risen from the ashes. Superb truth.
Allen

Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

BRILLIANT work, Rein!