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| Reviewed by Lew Duffey |
11/8/2009 |
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Beautifully written.
God bless,
Lew |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
11/8/2009 |
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| the writing of the poderings, that is what i love |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
11/8/2009 |
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Yes, it's true...one just seems to get lost in a sea of words. Very lovely write, Joseph.
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
11/7/2009 |
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This one is special for it does often seem when we are composing that time has no meaning...we just lose ourselves in the jungle of words, lines and rhyme.
fee |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
11/7/2009 |
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Joseph, such a treat to be in your mind...lol
Lovely words as always, I enjoy a slice of your poetic genius.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
11/7/2009 |
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Quills and candles, nothing more poetic that that and a poet asking himself, "and now what?" as he starts to write guided by his Muse's hand.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers |
11/7/2009 |
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Such a gift you give Joseph. Of all your words I've read throughout the years these touch me deeper than most. I too have become reflective where I once was not.
Lisa |
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| Reviewed by R. Arrington |
11/7/2009 |
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"I wonder
if my journey is over
or if it has just begun.' This is very deep reflection. I will have this on my mind all day, because I have reached a turning point in my life. Maybe it's because I am a parent in my forties of being an author, who know, but it is all good. I have become more in tune and reflective, thank you.
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