Alex (Short Story) - 9/2/2003 6:37:39 PM
I am thrilled that you keep adding to this screen play Mariah. I am also extremely proud of the depth here, the investigative serches that provide credence and the years that you spent counseling other teens. If only others' knew your depth.
love,
mom
Starry Starry Night (Short Story) - 2/15/2003 6:43:12 PM
Hi Mariah,
I remember your writing this when you were much younger. Your first attempt at a screenplay proved your creative abundance. You have blossomed my child and you've grown into beauty in wisdom and confidence.
Love,
Mom/Susan ( even at calling me mother)
Starry Starry Night (Short Story) - 2/14/2003 6:50:17 PM
Believe you should use the present voice to describe action.
She smiled and gave Erich a hug and a kiss on the cheek, told him goodnight, then returned to the bedroom.
Try: She smiles, hugs Eric and kisses his cheek, mumbles 'goodnight' then exits (unless we see her go in the bedroom on screen, then say "exits to bedroom").
Use shorter sentences. Toss out the grammar book. Dialogue is good.
Glass Children (Poetry) - 8/13/2018 1:06:22 PM
This poem is easy to visualize and feel. Your ability is impressive. I really enjoyed this. Thanks! Mary
My Heart (Poetry) - 3/8/2015 9:38:33 AM
BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
My Heart (Poetry) - 3/4/2015 5:07:21 PM
a lovely poem of love ...
My Heart (Poetry) - 2/23/2015 8:20:18 AM
If it sounds like love, feels like love, sounds like love, tastes like love, looks like love then chances are it is love. This is what love gives us and when we cannot think of anything else without love finding its way back into our hearts, then it is a very deep love to the point we feel ill. It is not a bad feeling but it is a pervasive and very strong emotion. Excellent work, Mariah
My Heart (Poetry) - 2/21/2015 11:22:51 AM
What "being in love" feels like, exactly. Well penned.
Ron
My Heart (Poetry) - 2/20/2015 5:08:59 PM
Sounds like you are in love or at least that other emotion that comes in a close second to love. I'm betting on love though.
A Dreamer's Lullaby (Poetry) - 12/2/2011 4:00:17 AM
I am a soprano and would love to sing this magical and lulling poem
Great job I just became a fan!
This is one of my favorite poems. I am Christine Tsen's best friend and she just wrote Winter Wren for me in the den and love her poems so much also.
best wishes.
Melissa Jane
I Couldn't... (Poetry) - 8/11/2011 4:28:49 PM
Beautiful words in a sad lament. You write from very deep.
love,
Mom
I Couldn't... (Poetry) - 8/7/2011 9:40:21 PM
Love your writing style.
I Couldn't... (Poetry) - 8/5/2011 9:39:31 AM
Like the way this reads as if you are talking to a long lost lover you had just remet after a long lonely absence...
\fee
I Couldn't... (Poetry) - 8/4/2011 9:59:29 PM
Dear Mariah... Your talent runs as deep or even deeper than that of your mom...Susan. This is splendid writing and the soul is clear for all to see even tho you "Couldn't"
I have not heard from your mom in a very long time...I pray all is well... with much hope and blessings.
Allen
Apocalypse (Poetry) - 6/13/2011 6:57:43 PM
You look and see that which is private. You have the gift of explaining the unexplainable.
Love,
Mom
Apocalypse (Poetry) - 3/11/2011 3:36:04 AM
Strikingly poignant and haunting, I can feel the other worldliness of this one...
fee
A Specter Of Misfortune (Poetry) - 12/29/2010 12:33:23 AM
Captured me right from the first line and held my attention on each word. Very nicely done and good to see your name come up on posting list again. Hope your Mom is well.
fee
God's Laws (Poetry) - 1/21/2010 1:22:32 PM
The flow of your heart strings add to each word in this poem Mariah.
I love you!
Mom
Nothing (Poetry) - 1/21/2010 11:24:03 AM
Thoroughly compelling verses, Mariah; I find this soul-reaching in depth of emotion and meaning. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Regis
God's Laws (Poetry) - 1/21/2010 11:22:10 AM
An apt, timely, and meaningful write, Mariah. As for me, when it comes to angels, I do not know where I'd be today if they had not "stepped up" many times along the way. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Regis
God's Laws (Poetry) - 1/21/2010 2:37:36 AM
. . . no amount of prayer, voodoo, or which plan of beseeching altars used to ward off the evil spirit from having its way Mother Nature had her day . . .
Nothing (Poetry) - 12/12/2009 1:53:00 AM
Absolutely stunning for as poets and wordsmiths are hearts are twined by our writing and I love that line..."you break me and my paper heart too."
Fee
Nothing (Poetry) - 12/11/2009 7:12:53 PM
Ri Ri...
My darling girl...this immortalizes Heath in a much honorable way. You are the best .
Love,
Mom
Nothing (Poetry) - 12/11/2009 6:35:13 PM
I am saddened by the tone of this poem, but the words worked their magic for me. Sometimes, after all, words are all we have . . .
Hemlock (Poetry) - 10/7/2009 7:53:09 AM
Your verses cut like a well honed knife and I mean that as a compliment, Mariah. Love and peace,
Regis
Beached (Poetry) - 10/7/2009 7:49:54 AM
A gripping poem, Mariah. Your words reach deeply in my soul and echo there. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Beached (Poetry) - 10/7/2009 5:43:35 AM
Mariah when I read this for some reason it was so well done and with such a bittersweet sadness in the folds between the lines it made me think for a moment about your mother who was also one of the great writers of the den. I hope all is well with you both and hope your heart and your words will continue to grace our den for a long time to come.
hugs
fee
Beached (Poetry) - 10/6/2009 6:29:59 PM
Quite a deeply written poem. So much but I am feeling abuse of a very sad nature. If only the abused could leave it all behind, that would be a redeeming thought.
Very well written,
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Beached (Poetry) - 10/6/2009 6:17:01 PM
a capital little piece that suggest a much larger universal theme.
good write
john+
Beached (Poetry) - 10/6/2009 5:41:17 PM
Fantastic wordplay, Mariah / So much said in so few words.
Hemlock (Poetry) - 1/8/2009 4:58:32 AM
Painfully honest write about the bitterness of love gone bad.
fee
Judgement Day (Poetry) - 11/30/2008 10:48:12 PM
These skin and bones we borrow are sacred and in the end somehow I know we will never be alone.
Great write,
Pierre
Judgement Day (Poetry) - 11/30/2008 2:24:32 PM
Interesting outlook and a defiante one to think on.
fee
Azure (Poetry) - 6/14/2008 10:02:57 AM
Only a Star Child could animate this canvas.
Love,
Mom
Azure (Poetry) - 6/13/2008 11:56:08 AM
A beautiful love song filled with the longing of two hearts separated but knowing time will soon bring them together again.
hugs
Fee
Azure (Poetry) - 6/13/2008 1:35:17 AM
Mariah,
I love the imagery and your word usage has always been so superb. Peace, Love and God's Blessings Always, Paul.
Midnight (Poetry) - 6/12/2008 8:29:39 PM
POWERFULLY penned and imaged verse, Mariah, the opening grabs the reader and makes them beg for more - they come to a satisfying conclusion that lingers long after the words have been read - well done -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Azure (Poetry) - 6/12/2008 8:28:15 PM
Oh, the imagery and LINES in this - you know my favorite part -
" ... his eyes were silver lined
the warning colors of a thunderstorm
Lightning swimming in the midnight blue
Ever changing with emotion ...."
Well done, entire poem -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Midnight (Poetry) - 6/12/2008 8:15:31 PM
Soulmates will forever long to be united, even though they're not always aware of it until they come to know each other,
an excellent, vivid and emotional write.
Pierre
Azure (Poetry) - 6/12/2008 8:02:20 PM
Dreamy and longing, I love this,
Great heartfelt writing.
Pierre
Azure (Poetry) - 6/12/2008 7:50:44 PM
Oh how magically romantic!
Midnight (Poetry) - 5/27/2008 8:38:16 AM
Oh my, wonderful poem, it leaves me breathless.
Much, peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Midnight (Poetry) - 5/27/2008 3:16:31 AM
Riveting story wrapped in a light coat of mystery...keeps the mind thinking and the heart reaching out to both boy and girl and hopes that destiny will return them side by side.
hugs
Fee
Wish (Poetry) - 5/16/2008 7:53:03 PM
I especially like the last verse
This is almost exactly how I acted and felt when I was younger, I was searching for my soulmate, only I didn't fully understand the scope of my search or even the fragility of life then, I do now, Soulmates are truly the saviors of each other from the horrors of this life, and I have finally found her, she is your Mother, This poem takes me away to a time when we can finally be together. This is my favorite poem of yours.
Thank You,
Pierre
Wish (Poetry) - 5/15/2008 10:34:21 AM
I love how this one just sort of fades in to a dreamy night sky of hope then actually wraps up with that hope being fulfilled. It leaves us to ponder who the "you" is who has shown you the stars, a lover, a friend, a parent or perhaps even a God. Regardless this is one of your finest.
hugs
fee
The Art Of Losing Hope (Poetry) - 2/26/2008 11:13:36 PM
This is either a mystery or a mastery or both, interesting write, to say the least.
Pierre
The Art Of Losing Hope (Poetry) - 2/25/2008 6:33:01 AM
Wow! This is a mystery. I can't imagine what it is and, like you, it's left me dumbfounded.
Love,
Mom
Passerby (Poetry) - 2/19/2008 12:44:07 PM
This is very effective poetry, Mariah. I can "feel" it and that's why I love it. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Passerby (Poetry) - 2/12/2008 8:53:40 PM
This is a unique and interesting "innervision" I agree with your Mom,
There is great tenderness in this write.
Pierre
Passerby (Poetry) - 2/12/2008 5:44:33 AM
This is a beautiful inner look at someone who passes by. In many ways it reminds me of peopple I've met in the past as well.
Great tenderness in this poem Mariah.
Love,
Mom
Where Others Fear To Tread (Poetry) - 2/3/2008 11:45:13 PM
The importance you place on what you feel is awesome, and the way you describe it is deep and vivid, as is your love, that is so evident in this write.
Pierre
Where Others Fear To Tread (Poetry) - 2/3/2008 9:11:51 AM
This is absolutely intoxicating! Imagery is spectacular here...Keep writing!
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Where Others Fear To Tread (Poetry) - 2/3/2008 7:44:45 AM
Your depth of seeing life is different and it gives others a perspective they may understand when, before, they didn't. I'm always surprised by your poetry Mariah and I know why your depth runs so deep. Love,
Mom
The Dark Side Of Stars (Poetry) - 10/27/2007 6:20:59 PM
A very eerie tale filled with intrigue and emotion....
Be safe,
Karen
The Dark Side Of Stars (Poetry) - 10/26/2007 2:37:43 PM
Excellent visuals, cast of characters and emotions. I will include the passions there too because of the fear factor.
Again! Excellent Mariah.
Love,
Mom
The Kissing Gate (Poetry) - 10/14/2007 6:28:56 PM
Mariah,
I just found your work, and I am enjoying your fantastic style. Keep up the awesome work, ps, I love your mom's poetry..
Much, Peace, love, and Light,
Amber "V"
The Kissing Gate (Poetry) - 7/31/2007 6:16:08 AM
Is this a prolouge to a new exciting novel Mariah? This is a jam packed feeder poem for a super movie. I think you're onto something great here!Love,
Mom
The Kissing Gate (Poetry) - 7/31/2007 2:35:31 AM
Wow, can see the definate making of a short story in this one and what a title it would have...think you are really only beginning with this great poem Mariah and should explore further possibilities with this idea.
Fee
Glass Children (Poetry) - 7/26/2007 7:13:55 PM
This reminds me of the books from the early 1800's when the slave ships, out of Africa ,would dump their booty of living children lest they be caught. The slaves would be thrown overboard and eventually sink. This is a most horrid situation but very true when the Morroccan slave owners would bring their slaves over many oceans to sell. This is chilling.
Love,
Mom
Glass Children (Poetry) - 7/26/2007 2:37:43 PM
Well organized and written piece. If only we all paid closer attention to the children.....
Be safe,
Karen
Glass Children (Poetry) - 7/26/2007 5:21:10 AM
Stark and painful images that haunt the mind and the conscince as the reader ponders the implications of the lines. Well done Mariah.
Fee
Self-Discipline (Poetry) - 7/20/2007 7:30:22 AM
very well done. The price we sometimes pay for love is high indeed and just when we think we have found what we want it turns out to be somthing all together different.
Fee
Self-Discipline (Poetry) - 7/20/2007 6:34:12 AM
This poem reminds me of Beauty and the Beast. Who won that one ? There's strength in perseverence.
Love,
Mom
The Pallbearer (Poetry) - 7/19/2007 2:19:48 PM
Death is a taker without remorse for the living. To become fearless is the only recourse when dealing with deep loss.
Love you!
Mom
Carnivale of the Damned (Poetry) - 7/15/2007 7:59:08 AM
You have the abilty of your mother, but a great style of your own. Victor
Carnivale of the Damned (Poetry) - 7/7/2007 2:53:10 PM
I really enjoy this one in its almost Dylan song like rythem...
Fee
Carnivale of the Damned (Poetry) - 7/7/2007 7:02:06 AM
Mariah, This is a most entertaining poem of the sideshow and the characters who perform and those who come to watch. Who are more interesting?
Love,
Mom
Carnivale of the Damned (Poetry) - 7/7/2007 2:22:03 AM
All here is WONDER-FILLED & BEAUTIFUL <>This is of fringe-element creativeness for all to soak-up - Great thinking {excellent} -Ted
Carnivale of the Damned (Poetry) - 7/7/2007 1:41:48 AM
The images evoked here conjour powerful meanings, aswell as being wonderfully abstract. I enjoyed reading this vivid poem in the carnival of the den.
Carnivale of the Damned (Poetry) - 7/6/2007 11:12:42 PM
Interesting write,I think the allure of surrealism exists in all entertainment,it can be dangerous,but I especially like the last line. "Another night gives it's muse to the gentle and the meek"
Very Insightful. Pierre.
Blowflies (Poetry) - 7/3/2007 9:32:32 AM
You give us insight into the dark and mysterious world of the night. Very well done with mystery only you can share.
Love,
mom
Blowflies (Poetry) - 7/3/2007 3:55:03 AM
Ethereal feel to this mystic poem that shows the mystery and also the beauty of death as it can sometimes be.
Fee
Blowflies (Poetry) - 7/3/2007 1:28:41 AM
Open heart-Porous nature -Finding the way forward -{grace-love-beauty} - Ted
An Angel's Obituary (Poetry) - 6/27/2007 5:37:18 AM
21-THE LIGHT INSIDE IS GRADUAL-THE BRIGHTER IT BECOMES ALLOWS FOR NEW FINDINGS IN WHAT WAS PREVIOUSLY THOUGHT OF AS DARK- evol=love{Ted}
An Angel's Obituary (Poetry) - 5/14/2007 10:32:36 PM
So much pain, such inner turmoil. I will pray for you to be well.
Be safe,
Karen
An Angel's Obituary (Poetry) - 5/14/2007 3:25:39 PM
Stunning intense work that the reader feels right to the core.
Fee
An Angel's Obituary (Poetry) - 5/14/2007 9:59:26 AM
Mariah,
This worries me when I'm in Phoenix and you're in Florida. I want everything for you to be okay. Is it?
Love,
Mom
An Angel's Obituary (Poetry) - 5/14/2007 5:54:14 AM
Mariah,
Deep pain and sadness in these lines...are you okay?? Well penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
An Angel's Obituary (Poetry) - 5/14/2007 2:29:50 AM
I really must say this was a intruiging peice of poetry, keep up the great work!!!
Prey (Poetry) - 5/13/2007 6:37:06 PM
This scares me Mariah. I hope all is well there with you. It's hard to tell when I'm a continent away.
I miss you.
Your pens are always very deep and dark. I want to feel your shine.
Love,
Mom
Prey (Poetry) - 5/10/2007 7:05:02 AM
Lyrical, evocative; full of wonderful metaphors.
Prey (Poetry) - 5/10/2007 6:45:28 AM
Awesome write. This is a classic and almost Shakespearean in nature and one I am sure would impress all the great bards of old. A story and a message presented with lots of room for interpretation and thought. Very well done my lady.
Fee
Night Terror (Poetry) - 4/16/2007 6:28:02 PM
That's a scarey thought for onr so young...a young boy left alone with a candle to light away the darkness.
This is a goof one my daughter,
love,
Mom
Night Terror (Poetry) - 4/16/2007 4:40:40 AM
Wow...it's daylight and you just gave me the willies! Great job.
Night Terror (Poetry) - 4/16/2007 2:25:22 AM
Night fears and boogeymen in closet or monsters lurking under beds are somthing we all outgrow in time...or do we?
Great work here Mariah.
Fee
Night Terror (Poetry) - 4/15/2007 11:40:00 PM
You know how to do dark, very archetypal Poe....
Night Terror (Poetry) - 4/15/2007 11:35:16 PM
So sad and with very dark over tones. I can feel the little boys body shaking in terror. Enjoyed the read.
Be safe,
Karen
Night Terror (Poetry) - 4/15/2007 9:35:56 PM
Indeed, Mariah,
Effectively, poignantly penned sadness. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Pure Love (Poetry) - 4/6/2007 6:43:50 PM
indeed expressed poetically!!!
pure
Pure Love (Poetry) - 4/6/2007 5:05:54 PM
Nice...very nice expression of love and thoughts of beauty within poetic verse...
enjoyed.....Art Sun...
Pure Love (Poetry) - 4/3/2007 6:08:20 PM
Interesting poetry dripping with the love, needs and wants to susrpass time itself.
Be safe,
Karen
Pure Love (Poetry) - 4/3/2007 9:49:39 AM
Old world prose that is full of images and thoughts to provoke the questioning mind. I like it a lot.
Fee
Pure Love (Poetry) - 4/3/2007 9:23:24 AM
This is most excellent Mariah. One of the type that comes from centuries ago. I love this romantic pen.
Mom
The Watchman's Child (Poetry) - 3/22/2007 3:10:55 AM
I thought I'd read your best but this one has the mark of a classic. Your talent for strength in character build up is phenomenol Mariah!
Love,
Mom
The Watchman's Child (Poetry) - 3/22/2007 1:40:58 AM
I love the atmosphere you created with and around this write, it is like a story that is hinted at but not divulged completely. Love, fear, hope and sadness all comingle to give the sense that something is going to happen now that the guardian is dead. More please.
Fee
Things That Glow In The Dark (Poetry) - 3/13/2007 11:55:33 PM
Extraordinary use of anthropomorphism (humanising the inanimate).
E.g:
Making the glow worms jealous with the loss.
Lying with the leaves in their makeshift caskets.
Candles left to work their magic,
Flickering in the dark…
Choosing which shadows to trick,
By dancing across to leave their mark.
This stansa in particular could comfortably fit into Fantasia as a segment set to a C.Saint-Saens' piece (Fossils from Le Carnaval des animaux, springs to mind).
'The children gather starlight in their baskets.'
Indeed!
Evocative imagery that sprouts from the peat, rich soil of fertile imagination. From a writer so young and still a long way off from the height of her powers, we have a bountiful literary harvest to enjoy both in the present and in the future.
Regards
Daibhidh
Things That Glow In The Dark (Poetry) - 3/10/2007 9:45:28 AM
Ahhh this dances through the mind like a childrens nursery rhyme and just as loving. Well done Mariah.
Fee
Things That Glow In The Dark (Poetry) - 3/9/2007 2:38:32 PM
You are a serious poet with this gem to light up our den.
Things That Glow In The Dark (Poetry) - 3/9/2007 9:18:46 AM
A beautiful, beautiful poem, magical! Well done, Mariah.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Things That Glow In The Dark (Poetry) - 3/9/2007 8:28:20 AM
Mariah this is awesome. One of my all time favorites. I'm very proud of this poem. It's a classic.
Love you!
mom
The Last Butterfly Kiss (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 8:49:42 PM
A very nice write, your thoughts displayed well the emotional expressions through poetry....
nice.....Art sun...
The Last Butterfly Kiss (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 6:11:21 AM
This is so full of the emotions and dreams of a little girls love . The butterfly is warm again and her fantasy will still blossom ome day.
Love,
Mom
The Last Butterfly Kiss (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 5:28:02 AM
Butterfly's are my favorite insect...
Loved the write, through a childs eyes
sad and sweet,
Michael
The Last Butterfly Kiss (Poetry) - 3/8/2007 3:50:41 AM
Warm and wonderful this poem is gorgeaous in its innocent look though a childs eyes at the miracle of nature and its tiniest creatures.
Fee
The Last Butterfly Kiss (Poetry) - 3/7/2007 10:32:58 PM
i felt this from beginning to end...
Confrontation (Poetry) - 3/7/2007 9:27:27 AM
POWERFULLY emotive and penned, Mariah, an excellent write.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Confrontation (Poetry) - 3/6/2007 2:29:34 PM
Intense and moving piece as you struggle with the demons of love. Our hearts will bleed a long time before finally letting a failing love finally die. Well written and very moving.
Fee
Confrontation (Poetry) - 3/6/2007 1:37:51 PM
Very emotional piece Mariah. I have my guesses as to the crux of this poem. It would be mere speculation.
Very good my dear.
Love,
Mom
The Wishing Well (Poetry) - 3/3/2007 6:49:47 PM
Great write Mariah!!
Compelling to be sure!
Love, Suzie :-D
The Wishing Well (Poetry) - 3/1/2007 12:46:54 PM
Wow this is just splendid. When we write exactly the way we want and how we exactly feel then we all can relate or feel it. it is always an indeed pleasure to read your poetry especially ones with so much meaning and easy to understand. Keep writing and never stop. Love Aleja Bennett.
The Wishing Well (Poetry) - 2/28/2007 7:56:09 PM
sometimes when one wishes to pursue a dream, the ramifications of falling into its well can be unexpectedly and unfortunately obtrusive ...
well written, Mariah ...
The Wishing Well (Poetry) - 2/28/2007 5:23:35 PM
The symbols that float in and out of this poem just past the readers eyes are often sad, lost and maybe just a little disillusioned but time may alleviate the little girl lost.
FEe
The Wishing Well (Poetry) - 2/28/2007 2:31:42 PM
This is well written with an olden feel about it...kimd of like Edgar Allem Poe..ish.
This is very good.
Love,
mom
Fickle Fortune (Poetry) - 2/26/2007 9:19:15 AM
This is beautiful and so unique in it's imagery.
Fickle Fortune (Poetry) - 2/23/2007 11:41:22 AM
It is always an indeed pleasure to read such fine well written artistic work. I love coming out to my favorite den where you all inspire me so much every day. What I read share and know is such a wonderful view. Stay focused and always write on.
Fickle Fortune (Poetry) - 2/23/2007 10:57:18 AM
Intensely beutiful stage setting that draws the readers attention from first line to the last...I can see a continuation of this one coming or so I hope.
Fee
Fickle Fortune (Poetry) - 2/23/2007 3:36:45 AM
Rare use of words and Obsinisn is deep and opaque blackness.
What a combination of colors here in this poem Mariah. I love ut.
Your Mother
One... (Poetry) - 2/19/2007 9:53:44 PM
sometimes love is like playing russian roulette ... it's either full of blanks or dangerously loaded ...
One... (Poetry) - 2/18/2007 6:38:48 PM
I liked this...tis is good.
Allen
One... (Poetry) - 2/18/2007 10:06:22 AM
Mariah,
Love and revenge have no room in a relationship. There's much to be said in forgive and forget.
One... (Poetry) - 2/18/2007 3:40:26 AM
When love comes to this, it's over. Walk away!
Love,
Mom
One... (Poetry) - 2/18/2007 2:31:16 AM
Beautiful work here in that it is not often to part with someone who you truly love but if you do then and you think that deep down they love you, that is what often must be done, no matter how sad it is.
Fee
One... (Poetry) - 2/17/2007 11:23:46 PM
There is often a fine line between love and hate.When love is true its beautiful.
Butterflies (Poetry) - 2/11/2007 5:03:43 PM
Very well painted Mariah. When you said today you did a poem about butterflies and that it wasn't about real butterflies...I didn't understand. Now I do!! This is superb!
Love,
Mom
Butterflies (Poetry) - 2/11/2007 4:39:04 PM
Fantastic captures of loves embrace with the butterfly analogy used so well it just presents a perfect picture.
Fee
Baby Casper (Poetry) - 2/10/2007 7:23:43 PM
A haunting vision," Casper with her pale hands reaching high."
So well written. Truly gothic mists swirl around this story , poem and in effect creation of a myth.
Well done,
simon
Baby Casper (Poetry) - 2/10/2007 8:17:58 AM
Mariah,
W o W! Engaging, chilling, effectively poignant verse: very well written.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Baby Casper (Poetry) - 2/10/2007 7:43:17 AM
OooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooH...nice to know spook a cute a Caspar.
Poor little Caspar
alone in the world
never did I think
he could be a girl!
Love,
mo
Baby Casper (Poetry) - 2/10/2007 2:11:42 AM
This is a story told in a clasical way that is very reminiscent of Poe. I love the way it is open to limited interpretation and even possible uses of metaphors and analogies.
Well done Mariah.
Fee
Half Life (Poetry) - 2/3/2007 8:32:19 AM
This one hurts, Mariah: poignantly described sorrow in verse; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Half Life (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 7:35:02 PM
The mystery here is phenomenol suggestion. It is just like your thinking.
Love,
Susan
Half Life (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 6:27:34 PM
Intiquing and as Laura suggested kind of mysterious as well, but over all a beautiful piece of word art.
Fee
Half Life (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 4:27:12 PM
Mariah,
Such a sad write. Much like losing a limb and missing that which is surely needed.
Half Life (Poetry) - 2/2/2007 4:17:21 PM
Very mysteriously written. Beautiful write. Well done!!!!
Hugs, Laura
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/28/2007 7:45:38 AM
i luv how you explore your musings as poet ... the entire poem is composed skillfully and with deep insight ... i particularly like,
"I am not a poet for stringing a pair of subconscious thoughts in place.
I am not a poet because my heart can depict a single look in infinite ways.
I am a poet because I know that simply...
One cannot exist without the other.
excellent thoughts expressed masterly ...
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/27/2007 9:30:31 AM
We are not in control of the Muse, Mariah, and you capture that p o w e r f u l l y. Are our words truth? Lies? Doesn't matter: they are OUR children. :) Up to the reader to decide..........I love this poem, one of your BEST! Thought provoking excellence!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/27/2007 7:39:22 AM
You write well of this view into the poetic mind and how it is viewed from the other side of thoughts expressed and written memories...nice work...
enjoyed this poem of depth.....Art Sun...
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/27/2007 7:04:52 AM
The creative poet can find words when the Muse is resting at times. There are many times when I'm numb and my energies want to write but my senses have been twisted and in need of a rest. Everything good comes in moderation.Your words here were tossed around because your Muse was resting but you woke up the Muse and I'm proud as she that you did. The finished product is remarkable. This is beautiful.
Love,
Mom
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/27/2007 6:06:28 AM
I always felt that an inspired write was worth more than one of many words with little or no feelings or emotions attatched to them, for a muse is a powerful tool that we must use. Enjoyed this write my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/27/2007 4:07:32 AM
An introspective look that all poets take and express in the written word as you have done.
The Birth Of A Poet (Poetry) - 1/27/2007 3:10:28 AM
Muses set there own agendas and we as mere poets must follow the dictates of their whims. Even the quality of their work is their decision, I have followed their courses and sometimes my work is mediocre but when they inspire me with a great one as soon as the keys stop clacking I know they gave me somthing special and I thank them.
Fee
Lost Boy (Poetry) - 1/21/2007 10:41:09 AM
A nice write...
enjoyable piece of poetry...
nice.....Art Sun...
Lost Boy (Poetry) - 1/18/2007 4:08:06 PM
Yes !! Peter Pan, his shadow and lovely Tink...I wouldn't want to grow up either! Let's all keep the awe of our child!
Love,
Mom
Lost Boy (Poetry) - 1/18/2007 7:20:06 AM
Enjoyed the write. Nice images albeit painful. Know that love always returns as we are it's conjurers. It changes , flows and returns to the ocean (the One) always...
your friend,
simonb
Lost Boy (Poetry) - 1/18/2007 3:39:43 AM
Very archetypal Poe....
Lost Boy (Poetry) - 1/18/2007 2:05:18 AM
Mariah,
Your poem is filled with hurt and disappointment.
Rebirth (Poetry) - 1/5/2007 9:54:30 AM
Truth~~~
real truth not said enuf
thanks for sharing
Rebirth (Poetry) - 1/3/2007 8:07:14 AM
Mariah,
An excellent, no holds barred look from on high; He must be very disappointed in mankind. Well done, my friend!
(((HUGS))), love and Happy New Year, Karla.
Rebirth (Poetry) - 1/3/2007 4:17:34 AM
This is a stark view from the mind of conscious loyalty to this world.Very wise indeed!
Love,
mom
Rebirth (Poetry) - 1/3/2007 12:33:09 AM
Mariah another stark and intensly justified write on the state of life and the civilization of the world today. I disagree with Manshi, I think there is more then enought detail and your images are imaginative and bold. You let the reader draw there own inferences which is what good poetry should do, along with make one think. Thank you for this write and let's hope things may spin towards a better world in 2007.
Fee
Rebirth (Poetry) - 1/2/2007 11:45:19 PM
hey mariah
glad 2 have ur concern on this topic,i think its well written but could have been more illustrative may be...more detailed
The Death Of Icarus (Poetry) - 12/29/2006 10:38:27 AM
Whoa! This is a little deep for most people inleaa they know the tale of
Icarus. You do have a way with words to make me proud of you.
Love,
Mom
The Boy King (Poetry) - 12/15/2006 11:39:18 PM
My dear daughter, there is little wonder at why publishers have chosen you. This is awesome.
Love, your Mom!
Le Marquis (Poetry) - 12/8/2006 3:59:22 PM
Romantic and sad in a wrenching way. This makes me go back to centuries before to the haunts of castles and long ago. I'm sure you were born too late for this lifetime my dearest.
Love,
mom
Le Marquis (Poetry) - 12/8/2006 8:00:31 AM
by an indulgent ghost on the pyre? I love that..
A good black poem...the story is par excellence....
Those Were The Days (Poetry) - 12/4/2006 3:17:38 PM
Sadly, many people shuffle after a certain chasm is breeched: after the mind reaches the capacity for reality to choose. It is conditioning that our Creator gives us when reality fails is.
Love,
mom
Those Were The Days (Poetry) - 12/4/2006 8:41:46 AM
We all have such memories, some great ones too
Requiem (Poetry) - 11/22/2006 6:44:50 PM
Displayed your thoughts very well within this poem...a flowing read and very enjoyable to view...nice...
Art Sun.....
Requiem (Poetry) - 11/21/2006 5:21:05 PM
nothing never is....
loved the way your words felled together here
great visuals(the power of your words)
Requiem (Poetry) - 11/19/2006 7:11:18 PM
A beautiful set of images each verse changing and evolving with it's message of over confidence leading to a fall. Then again the last giving hope that maybe all is not lost afterall. Well done.
Fee
Requiem (Poetry) - 11/19/2006 7:06:15 PM
Snakes and ladders?
Requiem (Poetry) - 11/19/2006 4:55:00 PM
The way of the heart can leap or fall but we can count on it's resiliency over time. Good pen Mizz Mariah.
Love,
Mom
The Seamstress (Poetry) - 11/17/2006 11:05:15 AM
It's a mirror, I do it all the time, thinking blimey, stunning work of art.Mirror
The Seamstress (Poetry) - 11/16/2006 6:17:26 PM
The eternal question that some always ask out of uncertainty, but by questioning, you open the doors for more knowledge to be gained. A chip off your moms block.
The Seamstress (Poetry) - 11/16/2006 6:06:46 PM
Eternal questions savored in a query of gentle doubt. What a wonderful surge of uncertainty.
Fee
The Seamstress (Poetry) - 11/16/2006 5:46:31 PM
Your angel is your guardian.
Love,
mom
Pass Away (Poetry) - 11/11/2006 2:01:10 PM
It's normal to feel the hurting, Jesus did too.
refrain from ever entertaining guilt or negative thoughts.
It's a tough world, but God has given us all we need to hold on..
Pass Away (Poetry) - 11/11/2006 7:05:21 AM
Life flies by as quick as a gnat blinks. What we know is only this world but what is not known after this world is the aventure in the next. We must hold onto the faith we have in meeting in the next adventure. I've found that this keeps my vision more vast than what is taught in this world today.
Love,
Mom
Pass Away (Poetry) - 11/11/2006 5:00:37 AM
Death only opens up the door to eternity. All is lost but for a brief time when you will be joined again in heavenly bliss.
Pulled Strings (Poetry) - 11/3/2006 10:06:06 AM
The object here is the power play that psychologically is an enabler for
the perverse. Have you been reading Stephen King again?
Love,
mom
Pulled Strings (Poetry) - 11/3/2006 9:25:34 AM
Intense write Mariah and just a little frightening in it's images of dominance and aggresion but the reality is well done.
fee
A Crimsoned King (Poetry) - 11/2/2006 11:09:15 AM
Excellent, heartfelt poetry, Mariah, effectively penned; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
A Crimsoned King (Poetry) - 11/2/2006 9:50:59 AM
Intriquing in your desire and yearning hope that there is still a chance for the love you so obvioulsy crave. I think this is fiction but either way your heart and your passion came through in your words and imagery so clear I could feel your pain. Well done.
Fee
A Crimsoned King (Poetry) - 11/2/2006 5:05:14 AM
Some people leave an indelible mark upon us. 'Hurt into poetry' like many a great one before you, Mariah!
A Crimsoned King (Poetry) - 11/2/2006 4:42:06 AM
Wonderful write...
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
A Crimsoned King (Poetry) - 11/2/2006 4:04:19 AM
This just proves that without closure the wounds continue to bleed.
Susan
The Coming Of The Dead (Poetry) - 10/28/2006 11:20:32 AM
Spirits and cellestial flying is all a mystery man knows little or nothing about.You gave us a wow of a ride my dearest Mariah and it doesn't seem, at all, an adventure we should be frightened about.
Love,
Mom
The Coming Of The Dead (Poetry) - 10/28/2006 8:20:17 AM
Mariah,
This is your best YET! Thought provoking, beautifully, hauntingly imaged, yes. Definately saving this one. Thank you!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The Coming Of The Dead (Poetry) - 10/28/2006 8:20:15 AM
Mariah,
Your visuals are always so superb. A timely piece of work.
The Coming Of The Dead (Poetry) - 10/28/2006 7:21:25 AM
A most captivating piece, Mariah.
The Coming Of The Dead (Poetry) - 10/28/2006 4:54:36 AM
Eerie and just dripping with the season's spell of the unknown. Well done Mariah.
Fee
I Can't Walk On Water Yet (Poetry) - 10/27/2006 6:40:29 PM
the power of desire can achieve the miraculous ... even when you fall, the thrill of getting back up to the surface will give you more determination to try again to hold onto your dreams ...
I Can't Walk On Water Yet (Poetry) - 10/24/2006 4:34:42 PM
Desire and wanting are strong reasons to do the undoable, and somtimes the falling down is worth the getting up.
Fee
I Can't Walk On Water Yet (Poetry) - 10/24/2006 6:47:49 AM
Never be affraid to walk on the water, it's those that stay in the boat that miss out on life. Sometimes we gotta take risks.
Whatever it is..
I Can't Walk On Water Yet (Poetry) - 10/24/2006 5:24:50 AM
I know the feeling of thinking someone wants miracles. This is an amazing family of words put to poetry Mariah.
Love,
Mom
The Lion's Mouth (Poetry) - 10/22/2006 5:55:00 AM
Cat got your tongue? Miss Alice down the rabbit hole and into the dreams is your secret now.
Delightful spin on a classic.
Love,
Mom
Keepsake (Poetry) - 10/19/2006 5:47:45 AM
KNow the feeling my dear daughter. Sometimes letting go adds more positive growth. Th heart has to mourn a little in order to heal. It's time to wash it free of pain. You've earned it!
Love,
Mom
Keepsake (Poetry) - 10/19/2006 3:11:14 AM
This puts us to a place where a lot of us have already been. The pain of losing so much of oneself in a relationship is crushing and you captured that pain in this write. Well done Mariah.
Fee
The Ripper's Trail (Poetry) - 10/17/2006 11:41:06 AM
Has a dark atmosphere in this write...
The Ripper's Trail (Poetry) - 10/17/2006 8:19:51 AM
Y I P E. Not the thing to read before bedtime...good thing it's morning! Terrifying, chilling voice of the Ripper come back to life *shudder* Great write, Mariah!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The Ripper's Trail (Poetry) - 10/17/2006 6:18:16 AM
Shivers before brimstone hits the nostrils as this devilishly clever write stirs the senses.
Fee
The Ripper's Trail (Poetry) - 10/17/2006 4:31:12 AM
Mary kelly
Mary Kelly
I took time upon your belly....
Gory verse and the whisper of the spirit of The Ripper gives Jack a voice.
You are very diverse my dear daughter.
Love,
Mom
The Ripper's Trail (Poetry) - 10/17/2006 3:37:14 AM
Mary Kelly was brutally murdered, I almost felt sick when I went to search on the net just now and saw how she was murdered.
Great description of a poem that sets the atmosphere. It is s-c-a-r-y!!!!!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Fall From Grace (Poetry) - 10/11/2006 1:16:27 AM
Beautiful work Mariah...a pleasure to read you again.
Fall From Grace (Poetry) - 10/10/2006 12:07:26 PM
Beautifully Penned
excellent write
enjoyed much
Thanks for sharing
Love & Peace
William
Fall From Grace (Poetry) - 10/10/2006 11:49:43 AM
The forgiveness and grace extended in this story/poem is beautifully expressed! a difficult situation, covered with love.
Eileen
Army Of Angels (Poetry) - 10/10/2006 8:45:48 AM
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...powerfully poignant, Mariah. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Fall From Grace (Poetry) - 10/10/2006 8:45:09 AM
Powerfully penned emotion, Mariah, and no matter what you do, there is A L W A Y S grace and mercy. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Fall From Grace (Poetry) - 10/10/2006 6:09:09 AM
The human spirts strives and survives, in spite of the heart.......
this is a positive feel here that I like
pax A
