|Reviewed by Sheri Uy
|Dear Susan, you have expressed yourself well in this meaningful piece. I'd like to believe that everything happens for a reason, be it something good or that hurts, it would still serve the purpose of strengthening our inner selves for lifes twists and turns. Well done! Peace and love in Christ.
|Reviewed by Pierre Ortega
|Love's song for me has often been a sad and lonely lament, I really can relate to your choice of words here.
Honest writing at it's best
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Its hue is darker, but so true. I've often wondered why women succumbed to the clever lies of predators, but ignored the purity of honest young guys. No danger, no desire?
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|An aching ballad, Belle. For some reason, I can hear Bob Dylan speaking this... or singing... I am never quite sure with him which is which... but it has the same hard-hitting effect, the way it continues to unfold from line to line. This is a tale that never ceases to be told, but you have done so uniquely. xx|
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|Ah, much to reflect upon here.
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|Just beautifully written Belle.
Flows like a river, and it sounds
wonderful spoken aloud. enjoyed this
a lot. Blessings to you ... r
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Loved it! Very nicely crafted poetry...
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Well done, Susan.|
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|true enough and well expressed!|
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
|Hmmm, we are kinda on the same wavelength.
Could love be natures trick. Without it we would not propagate. Then we see the trick that took us away from everything we really loved.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Love and utterance of such is a two-edged sword, agitated by the forked tongue of vile assault of the lovers camp.|