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| Reviewed by Pierre Ortega |
7/31/2006 |
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| Such a joy it is, to forget everything else for awhile and just get lost in the appreciation of the beauty in nature as it fills our senses. Beautiful writing and expression. Pierre. |
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| Reviewed by Huda Orfali |
7/30/2006 |
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Sheer beauty and talent
Delightful to read and wallow in beauty
Thanks for sharing
love and peace
Huda |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
7/30/2006 |
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The word fen brings 'magical' to anyone's morning.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
7/30/2006 |
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A gorgeous image, masterfully woven into the text of your poem Susan.
I just love when mornings look as such, and even moreso how the environment plays upon the psyche and imagination.
And once again today I agree with Sir Peter, especially his first sentence. You are masterful painter with words, one I admire. Your constructs are like lovely herb tea and flowers just opening in the morning sun.
In the expressions of my children ...
"You da bomb Dixie Bud!"
In friendship, fraternity, and poetic vision ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
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| Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie |
7/30/2006 |
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Ah Susan, absolutely beautiful, this is so very lovely, just made me sigh, and want to be there,
Reindeer |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) |
7/30/2006 |
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| The kind of words one needs to hear everyday before rising.I mean getting out of bed that is... |
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| Reviewed by Susan Sonnen |
7/30/2006 |
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splendid, Susan! this is a poem that I simply revel in!
Susan |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
7/30/2006 |
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Awesome absolute awesome package!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Peter Paton |
7/30/2006 |
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Susan
You are a gifted and highly talented writer, who is at home in all genres, but it is in your element of nature that you truly blossom..
When you are out there alone, lost in the magic of the Great Outdoors, you don't need anybody else's approbation or approval to be just yourself..
Fabolous graphic shows the indefinable appeal of the fens..
Love and Harmony
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
7/30/2006 |
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In early arising there's love everywhere
There truly is, and that's why I still get up very early every morning, even in this summer's heat wave. Best time to see nature's love is definitely early morn. |
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| Reviewed by Martin Hebert |
7/30/2006 |
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~~Susan~~wonderful poem..great way to start my day~~
~~martin~~ |
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| Reviewed by F William Broome |
7/30/2006 |
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A talented writer/poet who can cputre nature in such a way, is above all, gifted. Your gift is enhance somewhat by a rare photography; soft and misty. Perfection in your morning is one way to describe
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- Bill |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
7/30/2006 |
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Susan please take my shakey hand and hungover head and my suffering from lack of sleep body for a quiet walk with you through the fen. It sounds heavenly.
Fee |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
7/30/2006 |
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| You managed to combine enviornmentalist's dream and God's word in the same beautiful poem without insulting either of them. THAT takes some doing, but I'm not surprised, I've been reading you for a while now. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
7/29/2006 |
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| A simply divine poem imbued with nature and Creator's gifts of love and beauty added to your words so splendidly written! I love the picture I could get lost in it.Fens are so mysterious... |
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