Dear Diary From Angel (Short Story) - 8/12/2007 5:19:13 PM
April,
Very well written. You know that you could do more w/ subjects as these... Not only can you tell a great story, make you feel the character's pain, but I'm sure there are many out there whom can relate.
Much Luv - Miss Sara
Dear Diary From Angel (Short Story) - 7/29/2007 6:56:04 PM
My heart went out to Angel...I just wanted to take her in my arms and tell her it was going to be ok.
Wishing the story was longer but...then it is an Short Story so I'll just have to imagine more!
Starr~~
Dear Diary From Angel (Short Story) - 7/25/2007 10:52:08 AM
It's not the way I thought it would end. It held my attention though and that's a sign of a good writer.
Peace & Blessings,
Beverly Mahone
Dear Diary From Angel (Short Story) - 7/23/2007 8:09:33 AM
Heartbreaking story, April; very well penned!
SHE (Poetry) - 11/30/2009 10:44:04 AM
Thank you, April!
Memories (Poetry) - 12/7/2008 9:38:27 AM
Memories of loved ones do linger on, and mine comes to me in dreams most nights too. Lookng out at the ocean is my favorite thing, it is made by God just as my lost hubby was made by God and taken to be with him there. I shall be with him in Padise when God wants me too. Good thinking here and putting it to words makes it real to me.
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 9/26/2008 11:55:43 AM
Bravo, April! I am colorblind, too. I love all colors God put in the world. Character is what defines a person, not color. And don't we all have the same color of life in our bloodstreams? Red? Great awareness write, April.
Dear Daddy (tribute to the fallen little souls) (Poetry) - 9/8/2008 5:11:34 PM
What I like most about your style, you tell the story of the realities around us; you speak what can't be spoken, or dare to be spoken.
I like that.
Look forward to reading more
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 8/15/2008 7:44:55 PM
Well done.
Important piece.
Thank you.
Rodney
Never Alone (Poetry) - 7/25/2008 9:04:02 AM
I look across the ocean, dream of crossing it to England, leave all my troubles and worries behind. Cannot imagine God made such a great ocean of water. So peaceful the ocean is to me. Wish I could go near it more and enjoy it more.
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 7/24/2008 10:13:20 PM
Hello April, I read your poem,"I Am Not My Complexion". I found it so true to the way some people act. As I am a Metis person I have treated ,at times, like a an alien creature just because of the color of my skin. Fortunatly my Ma told me; when I was a child, to 'ignore the ignorant'. Keep up the good work. Please feel free to visit my site here in the"Den"
My Life Is No Longer On The Line (Poetry) - 5/27/2008 8:53:07 AM
April:
This one imprints burned spots on my own soul! Im honored to know you sis; truly. Anyone dumb enough to hate on you, send 'em my way :)
much love and remain blessed!
Rene
COME DANCE WITH ME (Poetry) - 4/13/2008 12:39:38 PM
absolutely beautiful sis!
Keep belssing us
Rene Reyes
Puff . . . Puff . . . Pass (Poetry) - 1/21/2008 7:49:49 PM
My sister, I know first hand of the addiction that held and holds me on occasion captive. Writing has helped in so many ways and I hope that the ones fighting this disease read your words..They are filled with God..
Peace
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 12/11/2007 5:03:32 AM
I have had this thought within my mind rolling around trying to escape, it just so happens that today you have ...or rather I have...found the very things I was wondering about. Funny how you go through life and fifty or so yrs later....not that we are old...just wiser...we find ourselves placing thought and reflecting upon the outer layer of our character.
Maybe within the future generations this thought can be dilluted enough to where light brown is the only reality.
nice work, April...
Art Sun...
Dear Daddy (tribute to the fallen little souls) (Poetry) - 10/25/2007 8:02:43 AM
This is tragic! Makes you wonder what really and truly goes through people's minds as they do something so unspeakable. It made me cry and angry. How? Why? Arrrgh!
Kathy
Dear Daddy (tribute to the fallen little souls) (Poetry) - 10/24/2007 11:38:13 AM
Your poem broke my heart. Unfortunately, not all parents have the best interest of their children at heart. Bravo for you standing up for the little lost souls. Excellent. Liz
Dear Daddy (tribute to the fallen little souls) (Poetry) - 10/24/2007 11:16:44 AM
"WE" must not only speak up...
"WE" have to continue to shine a light for these Little Lost Souls!
Thank you for doing so!!!
Starr~~
Dear Daddy (tribute to the fallen little souls) (Poetry) - 10/24/2007 10:32:59 AM
A poignant story, April. You are following the course of a worthy cause in speaking out against child abuse. Bless you.
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/24/2007 9:54:33 AM
It saddened me to read this, April.
Growing up I had my share of whuppins but like Edwin, they were well deserved and never worse than nessesary.
Walt
Dear Daddy (tribute to the fallen little souls) (Poetry) - 10/24/2007 7:03:53 AM
We must do everything we can to stop the abuse...painfully penned sadness, April, tears are running down my face. How dare some call themselves parents...breeders, more like it--
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Loss of Innocence (Poetry) - 10/24/2007 6:04:18 AM
There is great responsibility in the caring and guiding of the children birthed into this world...unfortunately many have strayed the path, parents along with the reality of society has been led astray and we now watch the effects of our own creation...
I wish there were more of todays society that would reach out and guide the unfortunate and also guide the adults who have fallen off the path ...
truly nice work...
Art Sun...
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/23/2007 6:12:25 PM
My father used to make it a point to come after me and beat me with his belt buckle and baseball bat literally. Guess he wanted to be sure to admire the welt marks of his work when it was all over. Nice piece....
Be safe,
Karen
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/23/2007 4:06:38 AM
A bitter and emotionally touching story. For those who want to help abused children here in Florida volunteer for the guardian ad litem program.
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/22/2007 8:30:09 PM
unfortunately, the only time we know when it's too late is when it is ...
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/22/2007 6:14:58 PM
Abuse is Abuse and some folks shouldn't have kids...but then again I had a few spankings that were well-deserved. And I do emphasize "well-deserved". This write causes one to wonder where to draw the line in this politcally-correct world we live in where condoms are given out to 11-year olds by our public school system.
Edwin
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/22/2007 4:19:04 PM
Sad, what some children go through: there is a fine line between discipline and abuse. Many cross that line everyday: a potentially life-saving write, April, painfully penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/22/2007 3:37:16 PM
This breaks my heart,,Yes we need to watch for signs of abuse and protect the children,, in schools, medical fields, dental offices, neighbors,,,,any where we supsect,, it is our responsibility to step in. I am saddened that you had to go through this,,
Christine
The Flogging (Poetry) - 10/22/2007 3:24:25 PM
This is a sad but true depiction of what some children go through their whole young lives. It also happens to battered spouses. I don't understand how people can subject others to such atrocities.
Well penned even though it saddens my heart. Yes, we need to be aware and let the authorities know before it escalates to the point of death.
Kathy
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/12/2007 7:03:07 PM
A tragic tale that has replayed itself throughout history in just about every country and still no one learns the lessons of the past. Excellent write....
Be safe,
Karen
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 12:08:27 PM
Peace and Blessings Karla~
I was condemning those that sent the babies to war. I feel the powers to be are feeding the babies lies and when they get to the war zone it is a different story.
I want all the babies to come home. Believe me I have lost many to senseless wars.
There was a local Army commercial here that eluded to if you want to bring video games to life then join the Army.
I truly understand that many are signing up to serve their country for the right reasons and I applaud them.
I am driving home the age to let the world know that these are young innocent lives that we are sending into battle and I do not believe it is fair.
Young people whose hormones have not settled yet, because they are still being sculpted, still growing.
Thank you so much for sharing your loyalty.
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 11:38:44 AM
April,
As a Veteran, I do not feel I was being fed a bunch of lies. I served my country proudly, as do the majority of those who are in the military. I was not carrying a gun (but did--still do--smoke), running the streets. No one is telling us the truth about the enemy, who will stab you in the back as soon look at you, who will strap bombs to their children and use the elderly, the disabled, as human shields in order to kill OUR guys and gals, and then celebrate the deaths of infidels.
They are not being told the truth about God and discipline being removed from school, church and home. They are not being told the truth about parents having to work two jobs to afford to give anything they want to their precious little darlings.
Sorry--you got me on a tangent. Instead of condemning those who are fighting for our freedoms, we need to be pissed off at those sending our babies into war. Do you see the leaders going in? Nope.
A powerful expression of feelings, but not mine. I can't agree with you here.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 9:25:07 AM
April, absolutely a magnificent write, I applaud you for sharing this for readers to absorb and realize how truthful this poem is. This is an excellent writing that should be posted in the newspaper's around the world.
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 9:05:31 AM
We need to put discipline and prayer (i.e. GOD~) back into our nation; otherwise we wouldn't be in this mess! Very powerful write, Arpil; keep on writing and speaking OUT!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Texas friend, Karen Lynn. :(
Savin' this one!
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 8:09:20 AM
*Standing on my chair* Cheering!!!
Last night when I heard you spit this...I had tears in my eyez...this is the type of poetry that 'Inspires' me to get out my pad and pencil/pen and just start writing.
Too many of our Young are growing up much too fast and leaving this earth before their time!
This so needs to be read/heard EVERYWHERE
Bravoooooooooo April Bravooooooo
Starr~~
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 7:17:06 AM
This poem's content is heart-breaking. Throughout history our young go off to war "milk still dripping from their lips" and many die with the milk still on their lips.
Kathy
Milk Still Dripping From Their Lips (Poetry) - 10/11/2007 7:10:59 AM
This poem is so true so many young lives lost and for what?
As the song says will we never learn?
My Life Is No Longer On The Line (Poetry) - 10/2/2007 6:16:40 PM
Wow April, this is such a moving, inspirational write. Yes, with God on your side and his light in your soul you will be at peace not matter what happens or where you roam.....
Be safe,
Karen
My Life Is No Longer On The Line (Poetry) - 10/2/2007 9:16:13 AM
very open and well penned. and once we give our total self over to good, evil attacks even more. i can totally relate to your words and were you are coming from. well done and always keep your head ahead of those who seek you harm.
always,
randy
My Life Is No Longer On The Line (Poetry) - 10/2/2007 8:46:30 AM
Your poem is, indeed, a powerful reminder that we are created in His image and likeness, and with Him our "life is no longer on the line."
Thank you for your wisdom and light.
Kathy
My Life Is No Longer On The Line (Poetry) - 10/2/2007 6:03:56 AM
Very well done, April, a most courageous, uplifting piece you have penned! You go, girl! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
My Life Is No Longer On The Line (Poetry) - 10/2/2007 5:36:42 AM
BEAUTIFULLY empowering, April, you may have saved others in the same situation you were in. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. YOU ROCK!
Open Wounds (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 8:57:24 PM
Your words speak volumes of what many harbor withing their souls. Kept silent because no one really wants to take the time to hear their story. Great write...
Be safe,
Karen
Open Wounds (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 6:06:44 PM
Wounds have a way of creating an empty/hollow feeling.
God helps us, always
Kathy
Loss of Innocence (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 2:42:22 PM
Great write--with enough "fodder" to make many stop and think.
Open Wounds (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 2:24:36 PM
A valid statement indeed. Sometimes, those who need the most are the ones who won't ask for it. Those layers of injuries just have to leak out until someone recognizes a call for help.
Loss of Innocence (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 1:59:53 PM
I, too, am hoping that this reached at least one person and helped them shout "ABUSE!" before it's too late.
Kathy
Open Wounds (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 11:36:25 AM
I agree. A lot of wounds go unseen by the jaded eye.
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 11:25:12 AM
You are not your complexion; you are a PERSON first, and that should be the ONLY thing that matters, not how "dark" or "light" you are! Be proud of yourself, honey; I am! God bless you!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Open Wounds (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 11:24:07 AM
Heartfelt, heartbreaking write; hope you are okay, April! You are in my prayers, sweetie!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Open Wounds (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 9:40:14 AM
WOW, April,
Like I've said before, we really never know the hurting soul beneath the 'normal' looking exterior: well done! So much said in succinct, pain filled lines: BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Loss of Innocence (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 6:42:52 AM
*tears* Raw. Ugly. What we do to the children, the children! We take their innocence and throw away what they could have become. POWERFULLY written, April, well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Loss of Innocence (Poetry) - 9/28/2007 5:26:00 AM
Powerful write, April; very well penned! BRAVA!
God bless the little ones; too much of that going on today...we need to put God back into our nation!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Maximum Security (Poetry) - 9/27/2007 7:51:53 PM
Always it is the children who are used, abused and disgarded when all is said and done. A travesty, an unspeakable horror to put any child through. My heart, thoughts and prayers go out to you....
Be safe,
Karen
Maximum Security (Poetry) - 9/27/2007 11:48:32 AM
This breaks my heart. For anyone to be subjected to such abject abuse is unconscionable. For a life to be so abused and never see the light of day again - there's more than something wrong with this picture. Here I go, again, on my soapbox, but this has got to STOP!
Obviously, your poem struck a cord in me.
Kathy
Maximum Security (Poetry) - 9/27/2007 10:13:24 AM
This is so heartbreaking. I can only say, I'm so sorry for you and anyone who has to suffer such horrors in life---especially in youth when life sould be filled with hopes, dreams, and beauity. God bless.
Maximum Security (Poetry) - 9/27/2007 6:59:50 AM
heartbreaking write, April; very well done! I am sorry you had to go through this; you are in my prayers!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Maximum Security (Poetry) - 9/27/2007 5:46:33 AM
This one stops the heart: awful, awful, what we do to our children! No wonder they act out: it isn't their fault. No, the child shouldn't have killed, but the child was killed a long time ago. Well written, April.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. *tears*
Puff . . . Puff . . . Pass (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 7:42:09 PM
Puff puff in my day was a dragon who lived by the sea.
heartbreaking, where is the future, is there one?
Puff . . . Puff . . . Pass (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 2:51:23 PM
Wonderfully and passionately written. Always such a shame when people no longer care what happens and think only of themselves. Fantastic write...
Be safe,
Karen
Puff . . . Puff . . . Pass (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 1:41:01 PM
This really grabs the heart. Great work! I hope it accomplishes what you hoped for in writing it.
Connie
Puff . . . Puff . . . Pass (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 1:39:21 PM
Yes, this is so tragic, the number of crack babies. Many will die, but some will continue this legacy. Too bad these crack mom's won't see themselves in this.
Kathy
Puff . . . Puff . . . Pass (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 1:23:06 PM
April,
You may have saved lives today: powerful writing drives the message home.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Monsters No Longer Hide In Closets (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 9:26:57 AM
God bless the little ones; they are not safe until these thugs are dealt with now and in a swift, severe manner. I agree with Karla's punishment for those who abuse innocent children sexually..it may be cruel, but they wouldn't do it anymore. Think about it.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
Monsters No Longer Hide In Closets (Poetry) - 9/26/2007 8:59:23 AM
April,
My cure for child molesters? Cut off their private parts, and arms and legs. When someone does this to an innocent, they cease to be human in my eyes. Tragic: continue to speak out against this horror, my voice joins with yours of 'NO MORE!'
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 6:31:24 PM
Perhaps you should have opened your mouth and told your parents what had transpired. He might not have been a friend to your parents after that. You have written a very delicate piece that was kept locked inside, but not forgotten....
Be safe,
Karen
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 2:14:10 PM
NOOOO BLOODY WAY, I'VE ONLY JUST REALISED THAT SUCH goes on...
I just know there is something we can do, never understand this, maybe all kids should have a panic button?
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 1:00:16 PM
This is a story of traumatic uselessness, if the victim doesn't tell. Fear kept this secret, but such a drunken fool will go on to harm others, if not exposed. The young girl fears for Dad, too, and what he might do to this friend. The telling should be to Mom, or another older woman.
Please believe, there are still good and harmless men who are friends of Dads. A question: Would a young girl have told, if she saw the friend steal money from her parents? A crime is a crime, even if not taken to a harming level.
A proud loving grandfather of ten young girls and women, Bill Broome
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 12:39:57 PM
Who can we trust? This probably happens frequently in homes where parents are unsuspecting, and its so sad. Seems the only way to protect our children is to never let them out of our sights. What a terrible prison for decent folks to have to be on guard all the time against perverts hurting their children.
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 11:18:36 AM
My heart hurts for all the children who have lived(living) through this pain of being betrayed and having to keep the secret.
Starr~~
Taboo (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 11:15:58 AM
Beautiful Visual...I love pieces which make me see them in my 'Minds Eye'
Starr~~
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 9:55:56 AM
Kids should not have to keep creepy secrets. HUGS and LOVE...my best friend had an Uncle who forever tainted me for trying to kiss me...I was never the same "innocent" kid after that. BRAVO...great poem.
My Father’s Best Friend – Not Mine (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 9:45:35 AM
(((April))),
Deep pain here: I'm sorry you had to endure this. A warning, indeed: perhaps it will save lives and sanities.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 7:44:27 AM
We're all from the same pot--just planted with different seed. I had similar feelings as you wrote in your poem and my first book, Wall of Color, expressed my thoughts and feelings.
I Am Not My Complexion (Poetry) - 9/25/2007 7:09:05 AM
April,
Skin color doesn't matter: it's the person within. 'Nuff said. :)
A powerful call to end the prejudices written to those who don't know any better; well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Taboo (Poetry) - 9/24/2007 10:23:37 PM
A very sensitively written piece surrounded by much optimism, enjoyed...
Be safe,
Karen
Taboo (Poetry) - 9/24/2007 10:08:01 AM
ah, never allow yourself to be trapped within the prison that your own will builds. allow yourself to be free from within and one day your dreams will come true for you. i can relate to these words as I have said similiar words myself.
always,
randy
Taboo (Poetry) - 9/24/2007 9:13:48 AM
You will be a prisoner only if you choose to remain a prisoner. So many lifetimes of happiness started as "life" friends and became "life" loves. Perhaps, the question should be asked, in a bold and daring manner: Do you feel the same? there may be freedom in those few words, or reality. In either case, the asker is set free from the lingering doubt. Well done and very enjoybale.
My very best
chris
The Corner (Poetry) - 9/24/2007 2:29:01 AM
Wow! You've penned a write that runs deep with emotions and truth. We too have been near rock bottom before, drowning with the financial worries of this world, beans and potatoes every night, doing without so our kids could have more to eat, selling items that we thought we never would, but press on...pray on...I did find just when I thought I would go under for the third time, the Lord moved in a miraculous way...I am still amazed twenty two years later! Never look back, never give up! You've captured the emotions and reality well my friend, a great write about a look at reality!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
The Corner (Poetry) - 9/23/2007 8:55:57 AM
You speak the truth in your words; and I am sorry you are struggling. I am too; can't work anymore due to health problems; am 100% disabled, trying to get on SSI which is a joke. Still, I'm not giving up; I have the love of friends, family, and church to sustain me; I am not doing as bad as most. I consider myself blessed! Powerful write; you are in my prayers, April!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
The Corner (Poetry) - 9/23/2007 7:51:00 AM
April, you show that your poem was written in 2006, and I can only pray that you have surpassed the problems dealt with at that time.
You've written a poem brimming with pain and deep meloncholy that many of us can identify with at some point in our lives. Those obstacles are mere road-blocks you have to go under, around, or over, and you can do it if you set your heart to it. No one ever said life would be easy, but God gives each of us challenges we must take while striving to always do our best. Call upon His strength.
Blessings...
The Corner (Poetry) - 9/23/2007 6:35:31 AM
April,
Deep pain in your words: the struggle to just survive...I know it well. Has the journey, the sadness, the pain, been worth it? I say, "Yes." Others have it so much worse: 'there, but for the Grace of God, go I.' Powerful write, realistically expressed.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla.
Fairy Tales (Poetry) - 9/20/2007 5:40:58 PM
I know that exact same feeling. We'll celebrate our 17th anniversary in late October. Meeting him has made for a happily everafter.
This is a beautiful poem.
Blessings to you, both.
Kathy
Fairy Tales (Poetry) - 9/18/2007 2:40:07 PM
A most endearing tribute to your knight in shining armour. Beautiful, heartfelt write....
Be safe,
Karen
When will we realize ? (Poetry) - 9/13/2007 8:36:06 AM
Interesting ... realize, I think we might, but action is what will make things right, I hope.
Kathy
Get Out! (Poetry) - 9/11/2007 8:26:45 PM
How sad and disheartening for someone to be experiencing such abuse. Been there done that, took my children and got out. Very well penned...
Be safe,
Karen
Get Out! (Poetry) - 9/11/2007 3:52:49 PM
She needs to get out. NOW. NO questions. God be with her; she is in my prayers (as are you, April). Very well done!
Get Out! (Poetry) - 9/11/2007 3:11:05 PM
To leave before there is nothing left...is all...that is right.
John
Get Out! (Poetry) - 9/11/2007 1:04:41 PM
April,
I hope your friend sees this and takes the warning to get out seriously. Abuse is nothing to mess around with: a potentially life saving message in heartfelt lines.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Together (Poetry) - 9/10/2007 7:13:08 PM
Awww! Such an endearing and pleasurable write.....
Be safe,
Karen
Together (Poetry) - 9/10/2007 7:54:37 AM
What a beautiful moment you have cptured forever.
Together (Poetry) - 9/10/2007 6:21:57 AM
Lovely and warming to the soul. Thank yo for this work. You paint a great picture with your words.
Best regards,
Chris
Ode to Three Poets (Poetry) - 9/9/2007 12:45:34 PM
A very nice ODE...
enjoyed your expressions through poem...
Art Sun...
Diamond in the Rough (Poetry) - 9/9/2007 12:42:31 PM
Very nice...friendship is as diamonds...glittering with that unseen love and light...
Nice...enjoyed...
Art Sun...
Complete Circle (Poetry) - 9/9/2007 8:17:54 AM
Your poem shows a generous spirit to an undeserving person. Despite his or her frivolous manner, you did something good and worthwhile. No one can blame you if you refuse asecond time around.
Diamond in the Rough (Poetry) - 9/8/2007 1:09:29 PM
An extremely lovely and heartfelt piece you have penned, enjoyed.....
Be safe,
Karen
Diamond in the Rough (Poetry) - 9/7/2007 12:39:14 PM
My husband WAS a Diamond in the Rough when we got married. There was a wonderful sparkle about him, just needed a little polishing. He was an incredible find - my diamond in the rough.
A beautiful poem!
Kathy
Diamond in the Rough (Poetry) - 9/7/2007 9:53:31 AM
Beautiful tribute to your Light, April. A lifesaver, indeed. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Ode to Three Poets (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 1:50:21 PM
keep on slamming...
peace,
dan
Never Alone (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 1:39:43 PM
A lovely poem--with some lovely images of the beach.
Ode to Three Poets (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 11:32:39 AM
A terrific acronym--S.L.A.M. SLAM this AD community anytime.
Ode to Three Poets (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 11:25:10 AM
Beautiful!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Ode to Three Poets (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 10:56:41 AM
This was excellent, Keep poetry alive!
Ode to Three Poets (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 10:43:27 AM
Keep on SLAMming!
~Sharon
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/6/2007 8:11:08 AM
Quite a strong poem. Husband and wife are one. Love given freely is not forced. To have a wife is a blesing. Enjoyed
What My Heart Whispered To Me About September the 11th Year 2001 (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 5:03:09 PM
This was a heartfelt piece....I find myself asking 'WHY' each time I fly home to NY and no longer see those bldgs towering in the Skyline.
Excellent piece April
Starr~~
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 1:23:30 PM
All reviewers have ABSOLUTELY hit the nail on the head.
Whomever feels the need to control others is very insecure, and, sadly, only knows one way to think and behave. Not only should they pray but we should pray for them to truly follow God's way.
Kathy
Complete Circle (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 12:06:45 PM
Interesting write about shallow people. Holly
Never Alone (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 12:04:36 PM
Breath taking!
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 12:02:25 PM
There is much I could say on this poem. I was once married to a man who as soon as we said I do; changed. I week later I called a lawyer looking for a way out.
Eleven years later and with 3 children to this bastard I took all three and left! (Ran!) What kept me there you ask? Fear, for each night I never knew if I'd awake, and before people judge they should actually walk in the persons shoes and see, feel first hand the effects.
I have also seen equal evil in some so-called women.Great write! Blessings, Holly
Never Alone (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 9:57:56 AM
*Sigh*
How beautiful is this...the ending is 'Perfect'
Starr~~
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 9:40:05 AM
Co-signing what Karla said also...this is just a sad state of affairs
I loved that it inspired yoy to write this most thought provoking piece though!
Starr~~
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 8:20:33 AM
I have to agree with Karla on this one. And Yes, the pendulum swings both ways.
Walt
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 7:53:24 AM
Any person that demeans; belittles; abuses; is not human in my eyes. I've seen it in both sexes: man does not have exclusive rights on this territory. However, it is sad, especially when the abused will not walk out of this situation: "But I love him/her." If they love themselves, they will say, "No more."
What gets me are the paternity shows: if men would stop mucking around, screwing everything in a skirt, and if women would keep their legs together.............don't get me started!!!!! LOL
Shame. Equal partnerships are just that: equal. Give and take.
Excellent thought provoker, potentially life saving message. Well done, April.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
A Husband's Twisted Thinking (Poetry) - 9/5/2007 7:48:14 AM
I have observed this type of behavior from some husbands. I have also observed this same type of behavior from some wives! A marriage should be equal fifty/fifty. Thought proviking write my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
One Million Poet March (Poetry) - 9/4/2007 5:54:34 PM
We are 'Twins' as I had the same dream (or almost) but in mines...it was a round table discussion with some of the best poets ever.
I so love the feelings this piece evokes...you get an 'Standing Ovation' for this one :)
Starr~~
BE FREE LITTLE BIRDIE (Poetry) - 9/4/2007 5:26:39 PM
Reading between the lines and feeling that in 'Letting Go' there was 'Growth'
The flow is wonderful!
Starr~~
Complete Circle (Poetry) - 9/4/2007 4:29:22 PM
A true slice of life in this poignant poem.
Common Bond (Poetry) - 9/4/2007 2:10:27 PM
Now I want to ask, "what is your favorite zoo animal." I like the way you relate your desire for freedom that of the animals in the zoo. If they could only talk in a language we understand.
Innocent Blood (Poetry) - 9/3/2007 10:53:50 PM
You have written a beautiful piece. Greed will get you no where, look to God for salvation not the dollar. Like your style of writtin in this one.....
Be safe,
Karen
Innocent Blood (Poetry) - 9/3/2007 2:09:18 PM
A good spiritual message.
Bring Him Back Inside (Poetry) - 9/3/2007 10:05:25 AM
Yeah I felt it. Very beautiful tension and I love the spirit in this piece. Keep doing your thang sista!
Innocent Blood (Poetry) - 9/3/2007 8:36:23 AM
April, a great inspiration poem, your voice in this poem speaks words of truth and wisdom. I truly got a blessing from this read.
Respect the Pen (Poetry) - 9/2/2007 4:21:27 PM
This could practically serve as an anthem for an entire generation that has adopted the power of language to both define and empower itself. Great poet.
Aberjhani
A Moment In Time (Poetry) - 9/2/2007 8:05:25 AM
A beautiful write my friend, full of compassion, inspiration, and wisdom! Enjoyed!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Respect the Pen (Poetry) - 9/2/2007 4:28:15 AM
April, I love your poem. It is so inspirational for anyone suffering from writer's block. You've given numerous reasons why the pen is wonderful, powerful, and can become a marvelous addiction. Your poem is a great one for the bulletin board above my computer.
Please? (Poetry) - 9/2/2007 4:18:32 AM
"Please?" has a poignant message. Is it a plea, declaration, or is it question--i.e. the ? after your title "Please?". Isn't it amazing how one little punctuation symbol can stir so many thoughts. It makes me wonder if the love is reciporcated in kind. It was clever of you to use it.
Alone In A Crowd (Poetry) - 9/1/2007 12:02:33 PM
Enjoyed this deeply moving observation on cultural unity and literary purpose. To me, ALONE IN A CROWD illuminates how poetry for some is mostly an amusing pastime; while for others, it is an important creative tool with the potential to help correct any number of social and political wrongs. The artist who consciously utilizes her poetic art to address the human condition will often find herself singing a beautiful solo, to which many individuals will respond for a long time, rather than a crowd-pleasing group effort likely to entertain only for a moment.
Aberjhani
Alone In A Crowd (Poetry) - 9/1/2007 8:30:21 AM
A write that I can relate to my friend, you've captured the mood well, creating many thoughts in the readers mind! Enjoyed this, glad I stopped by your den...welcome aboard!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Alone In A Crowd (Poetry) - 9/1/2007 7:14:47 AM
You can be alone in a crowd and still be among poetic friends in the millions-excellent poetry
Alone In A Crowd (Poetry) - 9/1/2007 6:14:31 AM
The mood of your poem prompted a great deal of thoughtfulness. I think we all have experienced that "being alone" feeling--and I suppose its stronger for some than others. But we all need to remember how important each of us, as an individual is, and that if we love ourself we will know we are never alone again.
Alone In A Crowd (Poetry) - 9/1/2007 6:00:04 AM
Crowds can be a lonely place. You have captured this well. Thank you
Chris
One Million Poet March (Poetry) - 8/31/2007 9:31:03 PM
Yeah! Sounds like fun. Lets do it.
One Million Poet March (Poetry) - 8/31/2007 6:14:54 PM
Cool...Count me in as long as I can have a vendor's license to sell bottled hard liquor, anti-depressants, and vanity-publishing contracts...I'll make a fortune!!!! :)
One (Poetry) - 8/30/2007 2:54:24 PM
A most wonderful piece of mankinds willingness to communicate against all odds.....
Be safe,
Karen
One (Poetry) - 8/30/2007 12:14:04 PM
Utterly vivid... this is a compelling testament.
SHE (Poetry) - 8/30/2007 10:06:51 AM
A poem to make one think. Thanks April.
Take care
Sue
Why Do We Judge? (Poetry) - 8/29/2007 7:14:20 PM
OMG. just today i was listening about william WIBERFORCE...
I am sooo sorry that america is so divided, one of my aims in life is to halt slaves...yes there are still millions and shame America as we were a few 100 yrs back..
When in texas and alabama i went to blacks only, even though i'm white, just to show...hey other than your pigmant is better than mine, so whats the deal.... boeing milary heard and came with me on blacks night... HUH no brit can accept that just the colour of ones skin makes any diffo... i never knew but the next day on tha USAF base were ladies who saw me, yup black..but lol i was treated like a king...i just hope my small effort made some diffo....
Thank You For Loving Me For Me (Poetry) - 8/29/2007 5:00:40 PM
THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME FOR ME... very powerful write, my friend.
...this one I can truly relate to, April. After many who did not deserve my love, my current husband rode into my life, befriended me and now we live happiliy ever after nearly a dozen years later.
((hugs))
Love & light,
~Mimi
Why Do We Judge? (Poetry) - 8/29/2007 4:56:26 PM
Beautiful, April, just beautiful!
Why Do We Judge? (Poetry) - 8/29/2007 11:10:05 AM
Outstanding write, and every line is filled with truth. Way to go April!
Hugs, Laura
Why Do We Judge? (Poetry) - 8/29/2007 8:24:25 AM
April this is an outstanding poem "Why Do We Judge"
Your words are all so true and real I feel this same way.
We are all "United Through Love" one and the same, and yet many never know this!
Thank you for sharing,
~Gwendolyn
Why Do We Judge? (Poetry) - 8/28/2007 1:51:53 PM
Every human being who can read should read this poem. It's a wonderfully written expression of what mankind has become and most of the time I'm ashamed of my fellow man. I have little to no patience for prejudice or for judgement calls. I applaud you for this write poet.
Marcia
The Writing Forum
Why Do We Judge? (Poetry) - 8/28/2007 11:08:23 AM
I think people Judge because as the old saying goes about prejudice
" allows a person to make up their minds without getting all of the facts!"
great poem
Sitting Here At My Desk (Poetry) - 8/24/2007 10:35:51 AM
Dear April,
Loved the twist at the end!
Blessings,
Sharon
Broken Fence (Poetry) - 8/22/2007 8:13:49 PM
April this was a very heartfelt and emotional piece.Father time can be kind, but father time can be cruel too. So very sorry for your loss.....
Be safe.
Karen
COME DANCE WITH ME (Poetry) - 8/22/2007 2:02:30 PM
A wonderful invitation, our feet are already tapping to the song...
B&R
Broken Fence (Poetry) - 8/22/2007 8:53:54 AM
What a great way to say something that I went through almost exactly. In the many years I lived with my Dad or near him, we always had trouble getting along, I felt the same regrets when he died of Alzheimers. I couldn't even reach him in the last. But you put those feelings poetically precise. I loved the "...turn back the hands of time" line. -- used it myself, but powerful here.
COME DANCE WITH ME (Poetry) - 8/21/2007 8:09:58 PM
Oh my! It just sounds so wonderfully inviting. Nice write.....
Be safe,
Karen
COME DANCE WITH ME (Poetry) - 8/21/2007 3:44:15 AM
April,
Sounds heavenly. Should you lead or should I? Bless You Always, Paul.
SHE (Poetry) - 8/17/2007 4:20:23 PM
A powerful piece. The lingering expressed in the last few lines was deeply felt. Thank you for sharing!
((Hugs and LOve)) ~SilentDream
Thank You For Loving Me For Me (Poetry) - 8/17/2007 4:16:08 PM
The title caught my eye. Accepting a person wholly, allowing them to feel and be free. Wonderful expressions shared while giving thanks. Enjoyed! ;)
((Hugs and LOve)) ~SilentDream
CONTRACTIONS HURT (Poetry) - 8/17/2007 4:10:07 PM
So nicely done! Thank you for sharing these truths in verse.
((Hugs and LOve)) ~SilentDream
I Miss You Mommy (Poetry) - 8/15/2007 9:40:56 PM
An endearing write with the love in your heart for your grandmother. Always remember and she will remain alive in your heart and soul.....
Be safe,
Karen
CONTRACTIONS HURT (Poetry) - 8/15/2007 7:53:34 PM
Interstingly put.
I'ts not about how good we can pen it, it's about how it affects the hearts and minds of the readers...
As for life, love, and the Author of all, it's not about how good we are, it's about how HIS pen affects our hearts and minds, us the readers.
Grace and peace
Ch'erie
I Miss You Mommy (Poetry) - 8/15/2007 5:14:41 PM
I lost my mom when I was 11 years old,this touched my heart.
I Miss You Mommy (Poetry) - 8/15/2007 4:08:09 PM
Very sweet. Grandmothers are so very percious to us!
I Miss You Mommy (Poetry) - 8/15/2007 2:25:39 PM
What a beautiful tribute to you Mother.
My heart was touched.
Love and Hugs,
Pat
I LOVE YOU BUT I DON’T LIKE YOU (Poetry) - 8/15/2007 5:11:17 AM
lol.
my pastor told me when i was having HUGE issues with this girl who was a housemate at the time "you dont have to like her but God says you gotta love her" which was something i always remember. it seems so odd. how can you love someone without liking them...?
this seems like a very hurtful situation and it is interesting that the person that caused most of the offence doesnt even realise the amount of denfending that has been going on in her honour in the past and the way she has just pulled that defence down in one hit.
sometimes walking away from someone, though hard, is the most effective way of helping them [as harsh as that sounds]
writing is a salve... keep up the healing.
A Mother's Love (Poetry) - 8/14/2007 12:48:21 PM
"A Mother's Love"
Powerful, beautiful,spiritually written and felt!
Welcome to the den April many blessings your way.
Sincerely,
From the Heart...
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 8/14/2007 8:15:09 AM
How powerful!!! I love that about flowers for the living, death insurance, and live each day as... You're good and I'm glad you wrote that blog. Keep going!
CONTRACTIONS HURT (Poetry) - 8/14/2007 4:01:57 AM
April,
Very well stated.
CONTRACTIONS HURT (Poetry) - 8/13/2007 7:43:17 PM
Well said. Sometimes the agony can be greater than the ecstasy unless we plant a firm grip....
Be safe,
Karen
CONTRACTIONS HURT (Poetry) - 8/13/2007 7:05:42 PM
The best part is...that there is a style of writing for everyone...and always a demand. The only thing really needed is to continue to write. Excellent write, April
BE FREE LITTLE BIRDIE (Poetry) - 8/6/2007 7:02:03 AM
Nice flow. Thanks for sharing.
Stay blessed~ Afrika Midnight Asha Abney
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 8/1/2007 8:47:32 AM
Knowing you, I really feel your struggle in this piece. Knowing everything you do and sacrifice to make your dreams come true really brings tears to my eyes everytime I hear you perform this piece. You are a one stop shop, Boss Lady! I am grateful to have you in my life and have your poetry to reflect upon.......... :)
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 7/29/2007 6:50:52 PM
It's as if you reached inside of every parents heart and penned their souls upon this page...
My Life Is On The Line is an Excellent piece!
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 7/28/2007 7:34:13 AM
My Life is on the line places quotation marks at the beginning and ending of the activities involved with just living, just making it through a day. I feel you.
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 7/27/2007 7:32:38 PM
Wow...this is such an awesome piece. I was sitting back reading this and memories started flooding in....very touching. We look back on those days you know ;) It makes us stronger! Thanks for sharing April!
BE FREE LITTLE BIRDIE (Poetry) - 7/26/2007 6:34:13 PM
Wow. Love is a motha-shut your mouth. I wish sometimes I could be let free, but then would I really be happy?
Thanks for the fantasy April.
Thank You For Loving Me For Me (Poetry) - 7/26/2007 6:30:40 PM
A beautiful story of the power of perseverance through the maze of single life. So many paths lead to dead ends and then finally you find the right path that leads to the prize, someone who loves you for you. I know this works from both a male and female perspective. What a great piece of poetry.
It really sounds good to music when read by the poet.
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 7/26/2007 6:25:07 PM
This poem is so heart wrenching and real. I can feel the desperation, which leads to determination, which sometimes end in frustration. I know these prophetic words are based on fact and thats what makes this piece so riveting. My Life is on the line transcends just one persons struggle to connect with anyone desiring a better life for their children without financial stability. A lot of people, single parents and two parent households, can relate to this message. Good work April.
MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE (Poetry) - 7/25/2007 9:39:20 AM
This poem is an excellent display of passion for day to day survival and the true events that happen in most of our lives, just to make it. The words are rich, the flow is right and the author is most definitely felt!
BE FREE LITTLE BIRDIE (Poetry) - 7/24/2007 5:38:11 PM
Got the feeling that there's more to these written words than meets the minds usual perception. Enjoyed
BE FREE LITTLE BIRDIE (Poetry) - 7/22/2007 2:15:59 PM
Beautiful! Oh, it is so very hard to let go of those you love whether people or pets. However necessary or they will be smothered.....
Be safe,
Karen
