You seem to be a lucky guy on that hot summer afternoon. Mom's lemonade must have tasted like nectar, when the wind decided to hide away and the sun appeared to make it a red hot day.
It is during such times like these, we need to keep cool, both ways physical and mental. And that you seem to have had in plenty.
The experience shows your fun-loving parents joking at the rusted but very much in form, the old RC thermometer.
"“Poppy, that thermometer is laughing at us.” To which dad replied,
“Yup, that’s the only thing doing its work today.”"
Interesting curious record of war and the conflict it created in the family.
Anna's character seems to be at the center of the story.
The story begins well. Then we continue with how Anna settles with the family.
At the end where she meets the stranger, who apparently knew her fiance, there seems to be another beginning.
So far there is no dialog. The silent stranger creates a kind of suspense regarding the death of Anna's fiance.
The story is reported in faultless language and even the style seems impressive.
Hello Zeke,
this devotional poem reinforces my faith in God. You have shown by the thought that if we are what we are, it is due to Him. I fully agree with this idea of his all pervading and and beneficial presence.
Short stanzas reveal many aspects of Supreme power that surrounds universe. He is the one behind many and there is nothing which doesn't belong to Him.
" He’s our pillar.
All the time"
Interesting sight seeing story of summertime with Emily and Monica as the holiday makers.
It begins like a story, makes us pause with the descriptive middle and at the end, we wait for next year's visit to Mount. Rushmore with the illustrious Presidents looking from a lofty height.
The cafe sounds welcoming to the tired and thirsty visitors.
"exploring great places
and presidential faces."
It is worth planning to revisit a place of pleasant memories and refresh them with a cool drink.
Imagery appeals to me as I visualize the relaxing visitors with happy smiles.
This looks like a story that shows the reasons why a revolution is made. Also, the signs of a leader spotted in a young boy.
I find it a well created, thinking pulsing story of reality and actual happenings. The crowd of commoners, impoverished and hungry, possible looting and the two parents John and Jamie fending for themselves and Jasper, and their child, located in "the streets of what had once been New York City,"- all these images are reminders of a common occurrence before the revolution.
This could be a commonly found scenario in a number of countries where the leaders do nothing to defend the poor. Betrayed by them, historical revolutions are shown to have taken place. A revolution originates from the masses.
Jasper is created to show the spark that might light up the life-changing revolution. Yes, only the "chosen" are the leaders. Here he is akin to the leaders of revolutions throughout the history of the world.
"‘The eyes of him will be of light and slate,.....It’s the leader of the revolution. We’ve been waiting for him.”
The angry and insistent voice tells me that he or she is strongly individualistic and has ideas of his own. It is generally, the parental dictates that put their children in quandary and for some this pressure proves too much. I see something akin to it.
"I like who I am,"
That's a good way to know self. That means you like what you do and think. Parents should stop worrying especially, if the son or daughter is a major.
Fear is the reason in some parents to become a bit more authoritative than necessary. They are afraid for the future of their child.
This free style poem mirrors the sentiments and the burning thoughts in the mind of this person.
The tone of readiness to face any consequences comes through the lines,
"No matter what the Lord puts me through
I will be like me and only me!"
this is an amazing story. I found it high lighted in your port and couldn't resist reviewing the same. This review is for your upcoming WDC Account Anniversary. Congratulations on completing another fulfilling and creative year at the WDC. Have a delightful day!
Boo seems to have a mind of his own. I can see that he is intelligent and sensible besides being naturally agile. I am truly surprised at the human qualities he demonstrated. What made me wonder at, was the way he hid the blue string and not giving a clue to it till he revealed it himself. That's being absolutely secretive for a dog.
You told the story in an engaging manner, describing in detail the care and attention you and Mr. Hooves paid for the welfare and upkeep of Boo, just like he was a child of your own. I love the way you fed him with healthy organic foods.
Reading your story made me feel that everyone should have a pet. Advantage is ours. A pet can be entertaining, serves as a security guard and above all, a clever and trusted companion.
this acrostic contains a worthy tribute to the New York city. I admire this historical, artistic and memorable city as its image comes through your poem.
"Your love cannot be destroyed."
That's right. It is a city of destiny, no less.
Well crafted on the lines of the city's beautiful and unforgettable spots, you took us around the city on a whirlwind tour.
I recognize the famous Broad way marked by theaters, the equally well-known Central Park and the awe-inspiring Time square are few of the spots of it multifaceted city.
No visit to New York is complete without going to the museums which could be thrilling and incredible.
Your love and pride come through the poem quite clearly.
I can see that this job is mind-blowing. While working for the community, you need to think of your own safety to save yourself from covid-19.
you are one of those front line warriors fighting with an invisible adversary. I see people around me going out and not following rules during the pandemic times. Work becomes tougher at such times due to irresponsible behavior of people.
"Most don't have on a mask and won't put one on thank you very much."
The refrain "Never again" shows the frustration and tension you must have gone through. But don't forget that a community is ever grateful to you for doing this thankless job. Once this passes, the kind of satisfaction you would experience could very well be fantastic.
So let's keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best.
Well written piece of prose-poem that mirrors the mind of those who go door to door for various necessary reasons.
Interesting story with shocking stuff. Thieves come in many guises. This appears to be a novel one.
The movers looked and sounded genuine. Perhaps they should have ID cards with them.
The accident is like adding fuel to the fire and things went up in a disaster.
Story line is catchy. This could have happened in real life.
Thievery took place in an incredibly short time. Everything went in their favor, Les and Stan.
Like the owners, the readers too do not suspect them till a long time later, by which time they escaped into gathering darkness.
Jeff's remorse could be felt by the reader. He is the one who lost most. A finger and a well loved piano. Fate, I suppose.
A Carona poem.
Its sudden swooping down on mankind is shocking. Saturday conversation shows the monotony of life in a free society. They were confused as to what to choose from among a variety of places to spend another free evening. There was no dearth of them.
"oot the windae."
out of the window, I guess.
Rhyming poem mirrors a situation.
After the onset of the pandemic, life took on a sudden and sullen change. This poem shows reaction to an enemy's ambushing tactics. It is a blind war, for the enemy can't be seen, nor touched. A silent take over the vitals and within days one gets hospitalized.
Restrictions are felt like tightening chains. New standards for the new context are well shown.
"Dark days, little contact, always on the verge of crying."
Locked up like a caged being.
Gains-
Spontaneous rhyming.
"Even writing out sentences which accidentally rhyme."
Realization-
" I will never complain about being bored again."
It looks like an ideal match, both Margie and Henry seem to belong to the same business. The accidental meeting and the refreshing high-school memories are well mixed to produce the right results.
Despite an unlikable past, they agree to combine their efforts to take the business ahead and make a success of it.
I like the new background to the story. Designing houses and selling them sound like a good enterprise.
Past leaves no shadow on the present. That's the good news.
Setting-
Open house comes to us with several aspects, both business and personal life of the two characters.
Characters-
Both of them are clearly defined.
Dialog is just the right amount and it helps us understand them, their past and present.
Flash-
Works well with its limited scope. The story is complete and makes sense.
A very engaging nice story not only for a child like Annabella Elizabeth, but for the readers as well.
The charm of the story is in its narrative details. Children love their grandmas mainly because they are patient, problem-solving and great story tellers.
By the time the story is over, the little girl might well have forgotten her misery and started smiling again.
Setting-
is warm and attractive, the kitchen with the flavor of cookies swirling in the air.
Characters-
Both are sketched with sensitivity. Their love for each other is unmistakable.
Magic of names is surely to attract all of us. Imagine four girls at one go. Anything can happen in a story.
The bar scene comes alive.
One old man and many young people including the barmaid, Jenny make up the crowd. This is like a scene from the wild west cinema. End of the day, people taking break from the day long labor and having that one more drink before parting for home.
The old man hasn't lost the spark. He has enough spirits to go along with the young crowd, drink and chat at will.
It is his generosity that gets them all on his side. The bonhomie is visualized through images of feel-good atmosphere.
Strengths-
Ability to make a hero out of an old man.
Language and style that suit this genre.
Definitely horror scary!
You did it so well that at the end of it all I started feeling pity for the character.
I like the way you created a single character and took him through daily avenues of life only to bring him back home to show a nightmare that actually took place.
Horror is slowly generated. Yet makes a mark and stays with us. Descriptive passages are truly hair raising.
" I looked in the mirror and saw this gigantic deformed creature peering into my..."
Narration is gripping and the transformations are smooth and flow well.
Oh, no! was my reaction to the gory end of the story. Some people can be so paranoid. Their fear of dreams,such as the one Meryl went through can be a real threat to her and her family as well. Surprisingly, Meryl's brain seems sharp and aware of the cautions she should take.
Mental picture of a woman who got lost in a bizarre dream is sketched extremely well. Mind is such a strange mechanism. It can go helter-skelter if we let go the reins of control over it. Winning the mind is like having perfect balance in life. Here, the author has shown what happens if mind takes control of a person. She listens to every whim and command of her mind and obeys it.
The challenge that her husband had to face is equally well visualized. Patience and love do not come that easily in a situation like this.
""Look, I'm gonna be right there with you. No one is going to hurt you.""
Enjoyed the inner rhythm of tensions, dialog and action as well.
its an inspiring poem. Each line gives me something to reflect on and try to follow it.
It is amazing that life has so much to offer, if we pause and try to understand it. These verses are eye-openers for those who run to nowhere.
"Breathe in and stretch, feel life expand without a groaning moan"
This to me gives something good for health and happiness. A deep breath can be truly stress-relieving. Relives us of "Groaning moan".
"Your time is now, in present tense don't live with all the strife."
This is good for those, who carry a lot of baggage from the past like feeling unhappy about something that happened long ago, guilt at having done something wrong and several useless thoughts. Enjoy the light while it lasts.
Each line flows with ease and spontaneity and rhythm.
Hello Jeff,
as I glean from this explanatory article, a teacher has both academic and non-academic responsibilities. In fact, there is a lot of administrative work for a teacher.
As she decorates the school room before school started, I see Miss. Sorensen, totally drained.
"Her muscles still ached from lugging all those boxes of books and supplies back and forth between her apartment,.."
Why can't she get help? A teacher is also a human being and so much of labor is not easy to manage.
Her pupils can help as a kind of fun activity.
To sit through staff-meetings can be a trial for those, who are more academic than being practically in-tuned. These are the unavoidable parts that come with a teaching job. Sometimes, these meetings last for hours.
" She routinely had to take paperwork home,..."
Paper work is a must for all grades and it is another time-taking part of the job.
However, teaching can be fun and joy. Children take away all the pain by their innocence and love of fun. Kids are free and ready to learn if the teacher has patience and knack to manage them.
Their progress is an incentive for the teacher.
"she fell more and more in love with her job each and every year.."
No wonder!
I have enjoyed reading this well-composed article.
I find the story very interesting and actually could imagine it as it took place. That means you showed it very clearly through spontaneous and well chosen word pictures.
"“I’ve had my hair done, do you like it?” Mable touched her new hair do."
Story line-
A very contemporary problem is taken up. Disappearance of coffee, a morning beverage that many people are addicted to. A ninety year old's addiction is a different matter to deal with.
Exchange between the couple shows their readiness to put her in an institution. This is present generation's solution to the aged and the infirm.
Green tea-
has become a norm for many. It is almost a fashion to be aware of and one should be ready to keep a stock of it.
Carona- I appreciated the timely and relevant mention of the pandemic which binds us all.
Characters-
are very well defined. The couple's concern for Mable is naturally shown. It is Mable's sketch that I give credit. There is nothing excessive about her way before and after recovery.
Urn-
An anti-aging and healthy drink to assure full recovery of sense and mobility for Mable.
I hope more people will not try this rather bizarre remedy.
Comedy-
Absolutely hilarious. I couldn't help chuckling by the end of the story.
Hi,
your analysis of hugs go a long way in interpreting each of them.
A hug is an involuntary gesture of love and affection. Different occasions or reasons inspire people to express their feelings by this endearing way.
I find the difference between hugs to express personal happiness and those that spontaneously react to the other person's goodness.
It is a norm in many cultures. In the middle east, a hug is exchanged whenever there is a community event, either a festival or a get-together like a wedding. It is a form greeting for some people.
You are right in saying that there are those hugs, which are intimate gestures of personal feelings like "I love you."
This is an unusual topic, which I enjoyed reading through.
this is no mean ride, amounts to an adventure in my view.
I see that you have challenged yourself riding down the hill on your Schwinn and then climb up the same route.
You have rightly considered the pros and cons of the challenge. You could take the risk as at that time you were a strapping high school guy.
You have fairly shown the travails of going up with the Schwinn on your right. The descriptive details helped me visualize and understand the ride.
" there wasn't much to stop you between the road and the valley floor two hundred feet down,"
I do admire the fact that you took a calculated risk and were well aware of all the risk factors.
Much to my wonderment, despite the irregular track down the hill and the hurt to your right side of the body, you went ahead. Of course you had to because half through you realized that there was no trace of civilization near by.
It was successful and worth recording, mainly due to the attention you paid to details like proper attire, studying the road map and knowing all the negative points in advance and most importantly you had the will power that inspired you to maneuver through the trip .
The aftermath must have been pretty satisfactory despite the bone tiredness and complete draining away of energy.
I enjoyed the whole episode and lived through your experience.
It is a great poll. A website like Writing.com, needs to know its popularity among a huge number of netizens(internet+citizen). It has grown along the years ever since I became a member( a free membership to start with) There is nothing but positive vibes all over this website. There cannot be a single moment of boredom or monotony. The variety of creative activities has the potential to bring out the best in an author, be it a seasoned one or an amateur like me.
Its community activities are of tremendous help. They offer help in various ways. One can take a tour through Writing.com and realize for themselves that it is no exaggeration to find this creative site, matchless. It encourages, helps and inspires.
May it prosper and be of great delight to unnumbered readers and writers from all over the world!
This poem is a great tribute to Martin Luther King Jr. This proud son America was exemplary in fighting a peaceful war and following the method of civil disobedience to achieve freedom from discrimination. He had shown through his life and behavior that all are equal and there is no difference between races and creed.
This sonnet gives due respect and love to the great man. It is an admirable effort to commemorate Martin Luther King jr. with fond affection.
"Hate was defeated in no small way,"
How very true!
I read about his quiet resolution to see the colored population of America get equal liberty and be treated on par with the whites. It is not the colors that mattered but the fact that all have equal right to freedom and happiness.
Nonfiction stories have appeal because the narration is well paced. The pace is pretty unhurried and told with details in place. We learn all the information needed about the weather, activity and holiday mood.
The heat is conveyed through her haste to get under shade. Burning heat can blister and heat stroke is possible. she made a wise decision to get into the hotel.
I enjoyed the second bit even more. Log cabin, solitary atmosphere, and the pier are a great attraction. Anyone, who wants to unwind should go to such places and it serves like a great spiritual therapy.
"I was at peace with myself, and looking at my reflection in the water,.."
The form poem, mirrors the brook flowing through bush and valley to finally find the sea to merge with.
"a lake or mighty sea,
waiting when you're done,"
Quadrilew is convincingly and nicely constructed.
I appreciate the simple word choices bring in the imagery of nature and the quietly flowing brook.
Surrounded by sights of nature, the little brook makes a pleasant picture.
Rhyme contributes to rhythm and both show the movement of the brook.
It flows well.
Write on!
Printed from https://writing.com/main/profile.php/reviews/vindhya/sort_by/r.review_creation_time DESC/page/32
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.83 seconds at 10:27am on Jul 02, 2024 via server web1.
| (4.5)
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
