This is a very good poem. It has a nice flow, and its words are words that most of us can relate to.
I have found these words flying through my thoughts many times since the end of my sixteen year old marriage. It should be all over by now, and we (as two adults) should be able to show growth. We should be able to see each other as the parents of our children, not as two children our selves that are caught up in the battle royal.
I really love this poem. I think that it is a great message to us that take the time to admire the beauty of the trees. I love the blossoms, the colors of the leaves, and even those that show their strength in their bare limbs.
I hate the thought of those that will not have these visions of peacfull beauty, if we don't take the time to make the cries of the trees heard.
Thank you for sharing this with us, and you may want to think about publishing it in some news papers.
I have three children, and I would love to teach them how to save the beauties of the world for many generations to come.
This day and time my children are teaching me more than I knew at their age to keep life around us a little more green and safer for us to exist in. I am now on my way to checking out the links that you have provided here on this page.
I love this poem. I have no idea if this is symbolic or real, but I can relate to it in either case. I have had best friends that have been behind litteral bars. I am sure that this poem describes their pain to the point.
I myself have not been behind the bars of the law, but I have lived in a darken room of my mind sometimes.
Thank you for sharing this with us. I really enjoyed it.
Oh, I really love this one. I am a mother of three. A daughter that is 13 and living with her dad. I found it so hard to allow her to leave my home, but she missed her new brother. Her dad is far from religous about visiting his kids so I let her go.
My others are boys. They are 12 and 9. They can do almost anything as well as I can, and I realize that I find myself learning more from them each day.
I liked this poem. I was born near the last of the hippies. I was born in 1968. I got all the left over stuff. As I went to school, I wore those bell bottoms and tie dies t-shirts. I hated that look, but that was what was handed down to me.
I love this peice, and it could not have come at a better time. I am having a hard time in my life the last four years. My husband divorced me after sixteen years to be with a woman just four years older than our marriage its self. I went through relationship after relationship trying to find love, when most of the time I justed a friend to hold me, let me know that everything is ok, and have no strings attached.
I think that you were able to take us through this chapter with a well written discription of the setting, and I love the way you introduced us to the people that were in the story. You created people that we could relate to. Being a little over 5 feet and asking others to reach this or that, I could relate to Joseph. I also have the ear to hear your problems much like Trent.
I love the way you show their relationship through the way they goof off together.
Before reviewing for the content, I would like to complement you on the way you handle dialog. This is a problem that I have. I can't seem to make the conversation flow the way you seem to be able to. It is easy to read and picture that you are on the sidelines listing to the talk.
I love the way you can discribe the enviroment. YOu sho great talent in the treat catching fire. You took the reader from the problem right back into the story as easliy as Erin did blowing out the flames.
This is a great chapter, and it creates a need for more when time permits.
I think that this poem is very well written, and I love the form that you used. It catches my attention before even reading it.
This is my favorite part is
"One is in the hearts of men,
another floats in spirit.
A virus lives upon the air,
it can work its way inside.
And if dormant long,
it becomes too late
to bridge life's gap."
I often hope that the important things have not been hidden too long for me.
I think that this is a great idea, and I would love to do my share to help.
I would like to encourage those that I can here at WDC because you all have been an encouragement to me. My eyes have been terrible yesterday and today, but I will get back on tonight to really get to read the details.
Please email me any way that I can help, and I am sure that this idea will see no bondries.
I think there is a lot of talent and skill shown in this author. I love (as do most people) a good horror story, and I can tell that she is still weaving stories now in the minds of those that she enfluenced.
Thank you for sharing this with us, and I felt as though she was speaking to us.
One thing about women is that they have to be great survivors. They have to fight to keep jobs that is true, but there is a lot of things that I have found my self fighting for that men don't seem to very often. I fought to keep my marriage of sixteen years, and lost it to a woman just four years older than my marriage. Ever since I have fought to keep other relationships that I had poorly chosen. Now I fight to work so that my children can know how important it is to be a working citizen.
I am not much in the art of reviewing for errors. When I am swept up in a peice, I can not notice the flaws. I think this is a great poem that a lot of people can relate to including this reviewer. It shows real emotion, and the way love is.
I sent in one, but my computer is in such bad shape that I am not sure that you got it. I enjoyed this very much. It was the first in and out that I have everr done.
Mine was: You know you are addicted when you rate your lover 1.0-5.0 then tell him how to improve.
I love this poem, and I can relate to the longing for something that seems to be just ahead of us. I long for love that will be the fairy tale for the rest of my life. I long for a complete life for me and my three children. I really dream that they are able to look back on their times with me as good and educational.. With more love than this world could ever explain to anyone who is not a mom.
Well, girl, I am so glad that you have found the fairy tale that I have spent my life looking for. I hope that this is a true peice that you have shown your writing skills in creating it. I hope that you really have the life that you have introduced us to.
Thank you for sharing this wonderful peice with us.
Ida
You have painted shuch a sad and beautiful scene with just a few words. That takes talent, and you made your skills apparent when you took us along into the poem. I don't believe that there is anyone alive who is not afraid to live this life alone, and I think you made that clear in this peice.
THis is a very good poem, and I can relate to it. You have placed me back to places in my life where I felt so alone, but I know that I have made it through.
My favorite part is:
Dreams for me are just so bad.
It's a nightmare I've always had.
That I disgust you, forgive me please.
And then my love for you will cease
I have been dreaming about my ex husband alot lately. I do not want him back, but I guess that my sinces are keen when he is have problems.
I can not judge on grammer or spelling. Your story caught my heart. I too have divorced and my daughter has chosen to live with her dad. I hurt so much to see her and love her.
I knoq that they talk about me to her, and she gets mad. I tell her that it will come back to them. I make sure that I don't bad mouth him, but I stand back and watch how hard he has it. I watch my children weigh the lives, love, and respect of their dad and me. I see that they know the truth.
Thank you for sharing, and letting me know that someone is out there that I am not alone.
This is a very well written peice, and it was so warm. I loved the honesty in it that we all have our time to pass to another plato. I can feel the great respect of those that are gone before us.
But the pain do last for a while, just like a ice
I found one spelling mistake in the statment above. the word do should be just lasts shouldn't it?
Thank you for sharing this with us.
Ida
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