SAINT PHOTHIOS CHAPEL (Short Story) - 5/8/2024 11:18:02 AM
Your drive along the coast, St. Augustine and your description of the chapel are so wonderful that I wish that I had had the time and good fortune to have visited there in all my travels.
The ending was a rather surprise, leading me to believe that you put a little friction into the story to emphasize your concern about evil always waiting in society to surprise and confront us.
Ron
Gifts (Short Story) - 4/23/2024 1:28:28 PM
I have read about that grand house before. I can imagine its majesty during the time when it was well kept up and served many. Many who happily lived there before your time and your parent's hope for the same that didn't happen. A circumstance that can happen to anyone who falls under the threat of war or oppression. I wonder how your parents were able to find wood or charcoal for all of those heaters and food during those times when everything was scarce.
To think that when my twin brother and I were born In 1942. My 17-year-old mother and my 21-year-old father were living in a one room shack behind a barn, rented from a farmer a mile from town. The shack was probably heated by a potbellied wood or coal stove also used for cooking. But we didn't get sick until we moved into a drafty old farmhouse on the west edge of town at 4 when we contracted some serious childhood diseases.
Ron
Liviu (Short Story) - 6/18/2017 5:59:47 AM
As I read, I am amazed that your detailed memory of that time when you were seven or eight and had your first (secret) love. I was also amazed at the similarity between my school and yours. Although I barely remember, in our first grade when my twin and I were six we were paired (by my mother, a romantic) with two local girls that we occasionally encountered until we were out of high school. We moved 60 miles away when we were seven so that relationship never blossomed. My next love was when I was 11.
The difference is that we can visit our schools (they were all public) today if we want. If they were not torn down by progress.
I really enjoy your reminiscences from Romania. You lived through some turbulent times.
Ron
Short Stories: The Story of a Refugee-The Doll (Short Story) - 5/10/2016 5:37:51 AM
As a boy, I never had any interest in dolls. But I do recall my sister having dolls and playing house. It's a right of passage for girls. And you certainly had your ups and downs when it came to play in your childhood.
Ron
Short Stories: The Story of a Refugee-My House (Short Story) - 5/2/2016 5:13:58 AM
Yes, your house in Romania has had an amazing history. And it makes me wonder all the history that went before your father bought it in 1947. I also wonder if your father and mother were alive when you got the house back to see something they thought would never happen.
Ron
Short Stories: The Story of a Refugee-My House (Short Story) - 5/2/2016 12:08:37 AM
The expression, "if these walls could talk" comes to mind. Your detailed account brought your beloved home in Romania to life. I'm glad you and your family were able to have it back to yourselves to remodel and restore its glory. Your former home has a rich history.
Short Stories: The Story of a Refugee (Short Story) - 4/20/2016 7:53:10 AM
That was quite an adventure! It's a good thing that your parents found you so easily.
When we were three, my twin brother and I were following the skirt of my mother in a department store. Suddenly, I could see the woman I was following and it wasn't my mother! The store was small, but to us, it seemed huge. We called out for our mother and cried. It wasn't long before we were reunited with her.
Ron
DIFFERENT TALES-THE BIRD (Short Story) - 3/29/2016 4:38:18 AM
That's the kind of experience that stays with us. Only wish that you and Vasili would have gotten along better. He sounds like quite a bird.
One time when I was at the national Park in Cozumel, a guy came up to me with a beautiful multicolored macaw on his arm. He asked me if I would like to kiss the bird. I'm usually game for anything, so I said, "Yes."
To my surprise, that macaw with a beak that could take off my finger or the tip of my tongue, gave me a tongue kiss. It felt like kissing a dried out corncob!
Ron
Different Tales: A Children's Book-Part 2 (Short Story) - 3/19/2016 7:34:00 AM
Mother animals foremost duty to protect their young from predators. They have been known to go to extraordinary measures to their babies so that something can't find them and eat them. I think that the cat that it's kittens were safe enough in the fireplace (or warm enough). Of course, food and water are important--especially close by.
A couple of punctuation, wrong word choice, and other minor errors.
Ron
Different Tales (Short Story) - 3/14/2016 9:33:00 AM
Cats instinctively know where their best place to have kittens (not cubs) is. And, if they feel disturbed or threatened, like by you, they will quickly move them to someplace safer.
It's a great story so far, but the kittens will grow up and add to the massive feral cat population if they are not taken in by somebody and neutered. Maybe that's another story about how you handled your surprise litter.
I see a parade of cats in my yard every day, hunting for birds, a little love (among cats) or something else from my next-door neighbors' collection. I certainly don't hope that they will have kittens in my yard, but if they do, I now call.
Ron
Different Tales (Short Story) - 3/14/2016 12:38:26 AM
A cat lover, I was moved by your story, having taken in a city kitten birthed in a parking lot. She has been an indoor dweller for ten years.
Different Tales (Short Story) - 3/12/2016 3:28:53 PM
enjoyed this tale, but then I love cats
My Secret Garden (Poetry) - 5/5/2024 11:22:13 AM
Glad you are letting us get a glimpse of your lovely garden in your poetry.
Ron
The Dance Class (Poetry) - 3/4/2024 11:30:01 AM
You didn't list this as memoir, but I believe it actually happened. Those new expensive shoes were probably too smooth and you slipped.
Ron
The Dance Class (Poetry) - 12/30/2023 10:23:08 AM
It takes a lot of grit and class to take life's hits and batterings, yet pick yourself up, and get on with living. You are a classy person, Rea-Silvia, and we are lucky to have you among us. Bravo!
The Dance Class (Poetry) - 12/27/2023 11:10:15 AM
A poignant reminder of why someone might join a dance class during the holiday season just to be with people and to avoid thoughts of family lost.
Ron
The Gift of Love (Poetry) - 9/4/2021 3:53:31 PM
THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Pearls on a String (Poetry) - 9/4/2021 3:50:27 PM
THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Pearls on a String (Poetry) - 12/4/2019 11:14:08 AM
Or offer them up to those who would treat you like swine.
Ron
Pearls on a String (Poetry) - 12/1/2019 10:35:17 AM
Enjoyed your pearls of wisdom.
Under the Mantle of righteousness (Poetry) - 11/23/2019 2:13:22 PM
There are those who refuse to see that their chosen one is immoral and self-serving, self-righteous to a fault. Through careful and balanced inquiry, the truth will come out.
Apparently you did not see or hear Dr. Foina Hill's testimony. You are blindsided by your faith in an ideology that is dangerous to us all.
But you can write your poetry anyway you want. And I will respect that even if I don't agree with your views. But when you pick on the way someone looks in your poetry without looking at what he is faithfully doing in his service to the country, you are also failing to notice the outrageous, disrespectful and terrible facial expressions of our so-called leader of the free world.
"I don't give a f**k about the Ukraine!" (I want dirt on Joe Biden)
Ron
Under the Mantle of righteousness (Poetry) - 11/17/2019 4:27:40 PM
You have absolutely penned this with self-righteous indignation, my poetical friend. Write on . . .
Bad Karma (Poetry) - 11/10/2019 12:28:37 PM
Sometimes relationships just become games. It is in our power to realize that and get out of the game like you have with this poem of introspection.
Ron
Bad Karma (Poetry) - 11/8/2019 12:18:20 PM
Indepth thinking. You betcha it is not a very good thing to do to much thinkin, gets us in trouble for the most part.
Bad Karma (Poetry) - 11/8/2019 7:40:09 AM
Our brain can over think things, but our heart knows what it feels.
Follow your heart.
Bad Karma (Poetry) - 11/8/2019 4:39:18 AM
You cannot go wrong in following your true heart. A lovely, introspective poem.
Dream... (Poetry) - 9/13/2019 10:33:33 AM
I'm surprised no one has commented. So poignant, especially at the end. I had a dream this morning that I'm itching to write into a story. Your dream has a rather sad connotation to it. I'd guess but I'd be wrong.
Ron
Earth (Poetry) - 7/4/2019 4:42:04 PM
Hi Rea-Silvia:
I know I have written the following to you in a message but now I read this poem of yours and I would just like to post my message here:
That is what President Trump is trying to do: To make peace with all nations.
He went to North Korea to make peace and Russia too. He tries to be friends with nations that are considered enemies, but he is being criticized. It would be nice if all nations of the world would come together and make our enemies our friends. There is no need for wars. He says he will negotiate with Iran too. That's how he is. He is NOT a racist as the media have portrayed him to be. Very unfair when he works so hard for the Americans but the non-Americans are defaming him. He has NEVER been a racist.
I live in Canada where our Prime Minister has destroyed our country. He is letting too many people who are un-vetted into our country. There is not enough housing here in Canada. Our own people have been made into homeless for lack of jobs because the government needs to give jobs to those that just happened to cross the border first. The college dorms are filled with these undocumented immigrants. Students are being forced to share their facilities with them. Skating rinks are being converted into housing facilities for these people. Our children can't even play in there. Our shelters are filled, but not with our own people. Our own homeless people are lying and sleeping on the streets, in tents. Sometimes you really have to appreciate a good leader when you see one. I wish we have a leader like President Trump whose heart is in it to make a greater good for his own country.
Our Canadian PM is even rewarding our enemies with hundreds of millions of dollars for reason that he thought our Canadian soldiers had done him wrong in wartime. What kind of a sick joke is that? Our Canadian soldiers fought for their own country and he goes to reward our enemies with hundreds of million dollars!!!!! He should really reward our own soldiers for their loyalty in fighting for our country and not our enemies. Our PM legalized all dopes. Now, there are stations in Canada that would give druggists heroine injections on a timely basis. I think he legalized all dopes because his mom is a druggist, and I am sure he is one as well.
Many do not know how fortunate they are to have President Trump there in America to guard against their enemies so that the country would not be destroyed by its enemies. President Trump is doing his best to maintain the country. He has been doing his job as President even without pay. I don't understand the hostility against him from the Democratic party and the media. I do not understand why.
I would trade our Canadian PM for your President Trump PM anytime.
No, President Trump is not about war. He is trying to make peace with all nations, but the Democratic party and the media are trying to stop him from making peace with enemies. That is pathetic!
BTW... I have just watched his speech in Salutation to America, he has delivered an EXCELLENT SPEECH!! I'm so proud of President Trump!!!
Sandie
Earth (Poetry) - 7/4/2019 8:28:10 AM
While war and hate tend to destroy what humans have built (not God), it is our greed for physical comfort and pursuit of temporary happiness that is strangling us and the planet.
Humans have, "Gone forth and multiplied…" to the point of reaching nearly 8 billion people that can clearly be seen by beautiful but deadly nighttime images of light created by humans on the planet. As a result, we are rapidly taking habitat away from, "All the creatures under our dominion," and causing the rapid extinction of many species.
Statistics show that war and oppression of the human condition is gradually leaving us, while global expectations and lifestyles, now accelerated by the ubiquitous cell phone into increasing consumption and waste leading to unfathomable pollution. Dirtying our nest and our lifeblood, the oceans, to the point where the earth will become unlivable very soon.
God can't save us from ourselves. We must do it. Grandstanding between the border of prosperous but deadly, South Korea and poverty-stricken but barren North Korea, does little to solve our problems that are real. Nuclear war will not happen worldwide. No one will let it.
Ron
Earth (Poetry) - 7/4/2019 6:06:50 AM
There's enough religion in the world to make us hate, and not enough to make us love.
Courage (Poetry) - 7/4/2019 2:58:58 AM
Edward, thank you for sharing with us the information that only few know about the war in North Korea.
However, I still think that diplomacy as a way to avoid conflict is a much better solution than war.
Rea-Silvia Costin
Courage (Poetry) - 7/3/2019 11:51:21 PM
Courage? I agree that courage arises from love, and cowardice arises from fear. Examples: Let's not forget the battle of Chosin Reservoir in North Korea in the winter of 1950 where our Army and Marines suffered 18,000 causualities, including 2,500 dead, 5,000 wounded, and 8,000 more who suffered frostbite in -40 degree cold. They did not have the luxury to walk a few paces on the DMZ for a 2-hour photo op to be shown perhaps 10,000 times on American TVs during the upcoming campaign as an example of FAKE courage by one whose closest call with war and conflict was to dodge Vietnam War with a FAKE diagnosis of a bone spur in his foot. Heroes live quiet lives without the need to choreograph re-election courage.
Courage (Poetry) - 7/1/2019 4:48:20 PM
I am so proud of President Trump! He is so focused in all the things he needs to do and is ignoring all the lies from the Dems and the media to make him look bad. America has the best president but sadly, not a lot of people would understand him, and the media just keep on telling lies about him. He will always be the best president of the United States in my mind.
The Dems are feeding fear to the public. The millennial kids learn NOTHING in school, but ask for free education. The Dems ask for free medicare as if money grows from trees. America can't even deal with paying the medicare NOW, how are they going to give free healthcare for all, including the migrants? There is a degree of stupidity, and the Dems has topped it.
Sandie
Courage (Poetry) - 7/1/2019 9:19:16 AM
It was certainly a watershed moment in World politics. As NK's dictator asserted: Trump was courageous. I'm certain there was some degree of courage involved on his part. Irrespective of Trumps personal agendas; to open some aspect of communicating (with our enemies) is just wise. I agree that Light is the key. Thank you for sharing. r
Courage (Poetry) - 7/1/2019 9:14:38 AM
I don't think that Donald Trump's impromptu meeting with the brutal dictator of North Korea took any courage. Both of them are media stars who love every opportunity to be in the spotlight where they can smile and pretend to be friends. It is in Donald Trump's nature to do rash things to get attention. He needs attention from admirers to get reelected. Reminds me of a spoiled child. The same thing with the dictator. So spoiled, he killed his brother running interference in anyone who opposes him in his absolute greed for power and prestige.
Reports show that there is no progress in reducing North Korea's rush to become a nuclear power with long-range capability that they can use to blackmail their neighbors and even the United States into their way of thinking. Both of them have Hitler like tendencies. Adorable, teddy bear personalities, sucking us in.
Ron
The Gift of Love (Poetry) - 7/21/2018 5:47:06 PM
Good that you moved on and beyond the pain you felt.
The Gift of Love (Poetry) - 7/9/2018 8:11:29 PM
Young love can be so stupid. Jealousy ruins relationships.True love is sticking by the person you love no matter what they are going threw. Weather it be emotional or about their health, if you truly love them stick by them and respect what they want.
The Gift of Love (Poetry) - 6/8/2018 9:03:52 AM
What can I say? Young love can be so stupid. Jealousy inevitably ruins relationships. True love means the ability to set your love free.
Ron
The Gift of Love (Poetry) - 6/8/2018 8:43:12 AM
I guess I don't have any. I've been with my wife for 40 years, and I still look at other women, and she looks at other men. There is no jealousy in our relationship. We still love each other.
The Truth (Poetry) - 12/7/2017 7:08:11 AM
And the truth is told.
The Truth (Poetry) - 12/7/2017 6:06:02 AM
the truth is the truth
The Truth (Poetry) - 12/6/2017 7:17:33 AM
Yes, the truth can be wonderfully enlightening and refreshing amid the sea of deceit and lies.
Ron
Prayer (Poetry) - 12/6/2017 3:32:57 AM
My Prayer: Father, thank You for sending Jesus to destroy the enemy's work. Thank You that because of Jesus, Satan has no grip on my life. Teach me to live in the freedom You purchased for me through Your sacrifice. I pray in the name of Jesus. Amen.
"The reason the Son of God appeared was to destroy the devil's work" (1 John 3:8).
The Truth (Poetry) - 12/6/2017 2:36:44 AM
Truth is self revealing and comforting, an aha moment we should not live without. Thanks for the lovely poem Rea. I will go see if I can find a trailer to the movie you speak of.
Profile (Poetry) - 1/25/2017 7:24:11 AM
It's good to see you post again. As an engineer too, I believe in most of those things, but logic prevents me from believing in one or two.
Ron
The Mink Coat (Poetry) - 4/11/2016 7:48:30 AM
Your mother, like mine, was covered with the warmth of love, not a fur coat.
I couldn't help thinking of my ex-wife's mother who lived in the lap of luxury until her medical doctor husband became incompetent, moved his family to his mother's house, and never worked again. When we were going to a New Year's party and my wife wanted something to wear, she took out a Christian Dior gown her mother bought in Paris and added a fox stole from her daughter's recent high school play, and my wife was the best dressed woman at the party.
Ron
The Mink Coat (Poetry) - 4/10/2016 4:51:54 AM
a fine tribute to your mother
Thoughts (Poetry) - 3/18/2016 6:23:58 AM
Some call it karma. You have touched on the essence of good living where the rewards at the end are satisfaction in doing the right thing and reaping the benefits.
Ron
Thoughts (Poetry) - 3/13/2016 4:51:02 AM
Rea-Silvia,
I totally agree. What you give in this world comes back to you. Enjoyed this !
Love and blessings,
Linda
Thoughts (Poetry) - 3/11/2016 4:10:36 AM
I so agree with Jerry..well done
Thoughts (Poetry) - 3/10/2016 4:36:45 PM
Beautifully thought out and created with your wordplay.
Sometimes it is difficult to stay on that avenue of "Love, Compassion, Hope," but it is well worth the effort.
Prayer (Poetry) - 2/23/2016 6:07:55 PM
What a difference He makes!
The Gift (Poetry) - 12/29/2015 4:42:29 PM
May your New Year be fill with delight, Happy and BRIGHT!
In the Love of Christ, John M.D
The Gift (Poetry) - 12/28/2015 2:16:30 PM
What a nice gift to yourself and this poem is a gift to others here on the den also.
The Gift (Poetry) - 12/28/2015 7:26:36 AM
But a feel-good rush when you bought it. ;-)
Ron
Traffic Stop (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 12:39:30 PM
One's distance and angle from an incident affect eye-witness accounts. Then, factor in all of the racial tension lately. I agree with Ron about relying on videos as a basis for separating bias from fact.
Your poem leaves much to the imagination as to what will transpire.
Traffic Stop (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 11:07:27 AM
You just pointed out the problem with eyewitnesses. One may get only a portion of what happened and not ever be able to understand what was going on in the minds of the people involved. I prefer cold videos to the hot impressions of those who saw something, carrying their own personal prejudices into the story they tell. A cliffhanger for sure…
Ron
Traffic Stop (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 10:11:37 AM
Eh . . . Cops are, and should be, nervous these days since war has been declared on them.
The Mask (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 5:56:02 AM
I know people like this wear a mask that don't fit their personality
Excellent write
Love & peace be with you
William
Tending to the Inside Garden (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 5:52:57 AM
An enjoyable write I too love my garden
Try my best to keep it beautiful
Love & peace be with you
William
To Father: (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 5:50:24 AM
A beautiful tribute and love for s father
Love and peace be with you
William
Traffic Stop (Poetry) - 12/3/2015 5:46:49 AM
A suspenful cliff hanger, a nail biter left to wonder what occurred
Kool write, stay tuned for the next episode
Peace be with you
William
To Father: (Poetry) - 6/21/2015 9:01:06 AM
Most poignant. The point of departure is nigh and you both can't bear it.
Ron
To Father: (Poetry) - 6/20/2015 6:09:13 PM
A wonderful tribute to your dad Rea! BRAVO!
To Father: (Poetry) - 6/20/2015 3:29:28 PM
Very, very touching poetry, and the reason? It came right out of your heart. Very nice!
Tending to the Inside Garden (Poetry) - 6/18/2015 3:31:41 AM
As I was reading this, I saw myself as a lousy gardener... wondering if I can still learn the art. Inspiring parallel.
Tending to the Inside Garden (Poetry) - 6/12/2015 6:30:10 AM
Wonderful comparison between a garden and a life. Both need to be handled with care in order to flourish in the climate they exist in.
Ron
Tending to the Inside Garden (Poetry) - 6/11/2015 7:04:19 PM
...a creative being in tune with the passion-seeds of own inner-garden..."digging" deeper into the meaningful energy of life...Thank you Rea-Silvia, for sharing your poetic analogy...making it easier for your reader to comprehend the concept of spiritual growth.
Very well penned.
Tending to the Inside Garden (Poetry) - 6/11/2015 3:21:01 PM
I love the way you took the reader from your garden to your "inner garden," very well done indeed.
The Mask (Poetry) - 5/1/2015 10:41:55 PM
When all is finally stripped away...we become whole again...
The Mask (Poetry) - 4/24/2015 9:02:07 AM
Survival sometimes forces us to wear masks.
But I agree--we dare not master the ruse.
The Mask (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 12:02:27 PM
Is this a self-portrait? ;-) Love it, no matter. -- Jeff (your picture doesn't exude "icy cold," so I doubt it's a self-portrait)
The Mask (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 7:33:06 AM
What a wonderful lesson. When I see authors hiding behind pseudonyms and false personas, it makes it much harder for me to believe anything they write.
Ron
The Mask (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 7:14:10 AM
Can't say it better than Jerry. Beautiful write.
Michael D.
The Mask (Poetry) - 4/23/2015 3:47:53 AM
Yep. We all tend to hide behind masks, refusing to show our true selves. Short and very much to the point is this little beauty.
Her Eyes (Poetry) - 4/21/2015 11:39:34 AM
Much like the five stages of grief. Powerful poem!
Her Eyes (Poetry) - 4/21/2015 7:29:59 AM
A great tribute to a very courageous person. I may be wrong, but I think she was a spectator at that time, and now she was a participant. I'm so glad that prosthetics are so good now that those that have lost limbs can participate in vigorous athletic activities without harm and with great skill.
Ron
Her Eyes (Poetry) - 4/21/2015 6:40:49 AM
Beautiful sentiments.
Michael D.
The Dream (Poetry) - 4/19/2015 8:19:09 AM
The fact that you're sweating makes me believe it wasn't a bad dream. As of the symbolism of the Eagle with the smoldering charcoal, it looks like Ed Phillips has some kind of intuition that I don't have. I think you can determine what that symbolism means more than I can.
I had a dream last week involving the character Allan Quatamein from the novel, King Solomon's Mines. I never read the book, and don't recall the movie. Still the dream had me composing a compelling poem using the character name, so I will try to re-create it for my poem this week. Wish me luck…
Ron
The Dream (Poetry) - 4/19/2015 7:30:27 AM
I have never had that dream, but I've had the feeling that we are losing our country to hopeless causes. The eagle and the smoldering charcoal say it better. Thanks for your thoughtful poem.
My Angel with a Colored Face (Poetry) - 2/25/2014 8:02:05 AM
All faces have color. Some have unfortunate scars. Some have pimples. Some have rosy cheeks, and some have wrinkles… but all have color of some form… none are colorless. And angels are angels wherever you can find them. I tend to call my good fortune just good fortune and don't give any angelic properties to good ordinary people.
Clearly, you know good art when you see it.
Ron
My Angel with a Colored Face (Poetry) - 2/24/2014 10:33:04 PM
Nice poetic story! Angels sometimes watch over other angels. So stay the course and enjoy the journey! Amen
My Angel with a Colored Face (Poetry) - 2/24/2014 6:42:14 PM
That's nice. Our angels are watching over us everyday.
May
My Angel with a Colored Face (Poetry) - 2/24/2014 5:38:50 PM
i think you may be right..we meet angels every now and then, the trick is to recognize them
budd
Angels and Demons (Poetry) - 2/17/2014 6:54:02 AM
Rea,
Very perceptive that alot of us wear mask to hide what's really inside their hearts. As for me I prefer the real Angel's.
Love and blessings,
Linda
Angels and Demons (Poetry) - 2/16/2014 9:06:40 AM
Certainly true. I employ three caregivers. Each one treats me slightly differently based on their personalities, background and experience. I am careful not to let any demons come into my home, although I have interviewed quite a few that begged me for a job that I saw through their true intentions.
My ex-wife's ex-husband was a nurse who "worked" nursing homes. Based on what I know of his behavior, I'm glad I was never under his care.
Ron
The Immigrants (Poetry) - 2/15/2014 10:56:16 PM
I agree with Ron. If you don't work, you don't eat. Well said!
Love (Poetry) - 2/15/2014 10:52:10 PM
Wonderfully expressed. Your poem is like a delicate rose, as is Love.
Angels and Demons (Poetry) - 2/15/2014 10:50:34 PM
A poem I am sure too time to express. You expressed all too well.
Those demons are headed straight to.....
Angels and Demons (Poetry) - 2/15/2014 6:23:33 PM
so ominous a write but well done
budd
Love (Poetry) - 2/14/2014 8:16:48 AM
Like all living things, love needs to be nurtured carefully. On Valentine's Day I throw all caution to the wind and give roses to five ladies, thus ensuring that love will last beyond the flowers.
Ron
Love (Poetry) - 2/13/2014 2:06:33 AM
let the love fly on its own
budd
The Immigrants (Poetry) - 12/21/2013 7:36:05 AM
All but the Native Americans were once immigrants. There are bad apples in every barrel along with the good ones.
The Immigrants (Poetry) - 12/20/2013 1:52:34 PM
Say What!
TRASK...
The Immigrants (Poetry) - 12/12/2013 8:30:54 PM
politically, the greatest speak of our times was John Kennedy ...
The Immigrants (Poetry) - 12/12/2013 8:46:19 AM
In my first college speech class, I was taught not to say, "Ahh…" while thinking about what to say next. I was told that it was okay to pause during speech but not to say anything until I had formed my words carefully. I really wish that President Obama at had my class at Harvard. Aside from that, Obama is more careful in his speech than I, and while giving a formal speech is a brilliant speechwriter (although all presidents have speechwriters) in his own right.
I was born in this country and cut my own grass, trimmed my own nails and toe nails, and generally, did without "slave labor" except while in a restaurant where I tipped generously and at the barbershop where I did likewise until I had to hire help--both immigrants and those with caregiver mentalities.
As Ed has so eloquently stated, each new wave of immigrants was despised and treated badly by people who were also immigrants before, and served to work in the lowest paying and most dangerous of occupations, building the country into what it was and what it will continue to be, as long as we freely admit those who are willing to work hard and succeed.
Unfortunately, so many in our country feel that selfishness is their privilege and birthright, and cannot see any value in hard work and trying to be successful at all. That thinking will be our downfall.
Ron
The Immigrants (Poetry) - 12/12/2013 7:40:06 AM
I certainly agree that Obama is the most gifted speaker of our times. But you have given us many good reasons to think about our roots, our heritage, and who really made this country what it is--the immigrants! Well said.
OUR HERO! (Poetry) - 10/17/2011 6:00:08 PM
His story is expressed beautifully by you. What a moving experience it must have been to hear him tell it. Our HERO!
Connie
Regrets (Poetry) - 7/1/2010 3:08:45 PM
Very well done!
Misfits (Poetry) - 6/15/2010 3:52:46 AM
You are a student of life and people and it shows in your poem. Well penned and compelling.
Misfits (Poetry) - 6/11/2010 1:27:12 PM
I like this a lot! It has a warm optimistic feel to it.
Misfits (Poetry) - 6/11/2010 12:16:36 PM
absolutely funny and so tru....though perhaps years and social stations apart.....the two invariably could not be told apart....nice point and well-made
Personal Transformation (Poetry) - 3/25/2010 7:25:12 PM
Grabbing life in a full embrace, just fantastic...
Be always safe,
Karen
Seasons… (Poetry) - 3/15/2010 6:10:42 AM
The real us, the persons we are inside, trapped in a body that ages, remains unchanged, not affected by aging.
Prayer (Poetry) - 9/4/2009 1:52:21 PM
A lovely sentiment. The first and last lines say it all. Often so difficult, but an inspiration to aspire to, for sure.
Why? (Poetry) - 9/4/2009 1:48:18 PM
No need for you to feel guilty. The right feeling to have is gratitude.
War does produce this question. Complicated feelings well expressed.
Phoenix (Poetry) - 9/2/2009 2:12:02 PM
This reads like wisdom from an ancient manuscript. It reminds me of Sufi poetry. Nice choice of picture too.
Why? (Poetry) - 3/4/2009 4:04:33 AM
Very nice POEM!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Why? (Poetry) - 3/3/2009 1:51:44 PM
Powerful; God bless our soldiers and our veterans...ALL of them! They deserve nothing but the best!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Why? (Poetry) - 3/3/2009 12:42:34 PM
May God continue to bless all our troops and may he bless America too, keeping her strong through the many who now volunteer....
Be always safe,
Karen
Why? (Poetry) - 3/3/2009 12:25:42 PM
There is a reason and God has the answer......He has a testimony.....peace
Why? (Poetry) - 3/3/2009 7:26:28 AM
Why? The answer is in your words, "so I don't have to." As the daughter, sister, niece, and cousin of Veterans, as well as a USAF Veteran, myself, this one hit close to home. War is hell ... but our troops deserve respect and should lack for nothing. Powerfully penned, Rea.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Thorn (Poetry) - 2/25/2009 11:42:50 PM
Great poem,excellent work,take care
Edwin
Thorn (Poetry) - 2/25/2009 3:40:42 PM
Inspirationally fitting as we are all in times of uncertainty...
Be always safe,
Karen
Christ's Eyes (Poetry) - 2/25/2009 7:42:11 AM
Hello Rea,
Christ's eyes looks into our souls and still loves us. Great poem!
Cynthia
TEARS (Poetry) - 2/25/2009 7:39:48 AM
Hello Rea,
You wrote this poem with intense pain and frustration, and the only result...tears. No other emotion can be more appropriate for a useless war, and mankind will continue to shed tears in years to come.
Cynthia
Picture (Poetry) - 2/25/2009 7:35:44 AM
Hello Rea,
It's amazing what memories an old photo can bring....some sad and some sweet. Enjoyed reading this poem very much.
Cynthia
TEARS (Poetry) - 2/22/2009 8:30:38 PM
Expressive and well written piece,take care
Edwin
TEARS (Poetry) - 2/22/2009 8:00:23 PM
Effective imagery to express the futility of war. Thank you.
Axilea
The Bird (Poetry) - 2/19/2009 4:25:17 PM
Oh how adoringly beautiful and what a gorgeous tiny bird, so amazing...
Be always safe,
Karen
The Bird (Poetry) - 2/19/2009 5:35:25 AM
Rea,
The little bird seemed so free, and I guess it's natural to wonder if we are. Love the poem and the picture.
Mary
The Bird (Poetry) - 2/19/2009 5:29:53 AM
I recently found a bird in my home, as well. And I, too, was able to release him. And I think any visit from our earthly neighbors is a good omen.
Christ's Eyes (Poetry) - 2/18/2009 5:29:55 PM
YOU SAY IT ALLSO PEACEBUL LIKE. i KNOW YOU DO KNOW THE TRUE SAVIOR AND PASSING IT ON TO US THIS WAY IS BEING A GREAT SAINT FOR jESUS.
Christ's Eyes (Poetry) - 2/18/2009 3:31:05 AM
Beautiful work,take care
Edwin
Brotherly Love (Poetry) - 2/17/2009 5:18:05 PM
Bound together by love....a wonderful poem. You were wise to look beyond the outer appearances and learn from their love. Connie
Christ's Eyes (Poetry) - 2/17/2009 3:21:15 PM
Echoes of love for all mankind through forgiveness, God bless...
Be always safe,
Karen
Christ's Eyes (Poetry) - 2/17/2009 7:35:11 AM
No greater love...
Christ's Eyes (Poetry) - 2/17/2009 6:05:56 AM
Rea-Silvia,
This says it all! He died for us, to cover our sins with His blood. What greater love is this?
Blessings,
~Linda
LOVE (Poetry) - 2/10/2009 5:02:40 AM
Excellent poem,take care.I enjoy reading it
Edwin
LOVE (Poetry) - 2/9/2009 1:17:56 PM
Inspirationally and beautifully sentimental....
Be always safe,
Karen
LOVE (Poetry) - 2/9/2009 12:48:36 PM
Great poem,excellent work,all of us is craving for love,take care
Edwin
Brotherly Love (Poetry) - 2/5/2009 4:10:00 PM
It is the love shared that carries them through, beautiful insight...
Be always safe,
Karen
Brotherly Love (Poetry) - 2/5/2009 12:37:28 PM
Amen to the last part of your poem :-).I enjoy reading it,take care
Edwin
Spanish Moss (Poetry) - 2/5/2009 3:24:37 AM
Excellent and well written poem,take care
Edwin
