All My Mother's Children: Who Was He? (poem) by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)

Reviewed on April 1, 2003

This touches home some. Fantastic display of emotions... Thanks for sharing..Teresa

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

so much depth, honesty and love. Sensational write Retta

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

excellent write... painfully powerful!

Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Reindeer, I wanted to weep for the lonely lost soul Art, and for the sister who loved him so much. Some hide their demons in bottle and other hide from their demons in bottles. This is a touching and loving witness to your love for your brother, it is a well written and graceful sad refain of life.

Reviewed by Trixie Love

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Hi Reindeer,
Such a powerful write.
I knew several people
who died from this
disease...

Great write

Trixie

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Retta, powerful writting. An awful disease. Worst when it strikes someone we love.

Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Excellent write...this is very deep write...powerful...BHUWAN

Reviewed by Christine Morell

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Absolutely brilliant Reindeer.
Chrissie

Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

A very heartfelt, touching write. ~Trish~

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Retta, this is a write straight
from your heart. I too, know
what alcoholism can do to a
family. I have three sisters and
four brothers , and one of my
brothers is an alcoholic. I know
where you are coming from.

Your friend, Linda

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on March 31, 2003

Retta, oh how I felt every word inside of me. I mever have been able to conquer all my demons. They still surface and make a mena and angry man. After all thiese years, they only change form. Usually, I am loving and kind, but sometimes I can't control my feeling and always hurt the ones I love. Bill

Reviewed by Eroica Mendoza (Reader)

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

i can relate... thanks for writing this one...

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

Who really knows how and why the seeds of a demon are planted in someones soul..some people to thru the same pains and agonies and come out ok.....so are broken.....and some just erupt at times.......

Your brother was blessed to have your love.

hugs!
A

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

excellent write... painfully powerful! you bring the reader into this poem with grace & clear perspective...

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

These demons seemed to have fought with him through life and I can almost sense the why. You are so gifted to have been able to see so clearly from your heart.
Amor

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

Retta this is,
a sad, but well written piece,
I know what you mean, I too come from a large family.

William

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

This is so excellent and powerful you should give it to an alcoholic recovery group...beautifully expressed and gripping in its imagery...

Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

Dear Retta, Your brother needed much care. It is a shame how his mind developed.

yf
tony

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on March 30, 2003

Alcoholism takes so much from the living and affects everyone in circumference with it. It is a cancer that destroys a good heart when it strikes. I now of the pains all too well. This is a very endearing write.