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| Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki |
6/20/2012 |
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| So deep in many ways, Budd. Totally perceivable. I think we all have a 'proverbial hole' where we find our own safe home from life situations..Unique write..I really enjoyed this... |
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| Reviewed by kimberly gray |
6/19/2012 |
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Budd, your awesome, love the way you write!
A Fan
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/19/2012 |
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Ah yes... ...Home sweet home. Nicely done and shared, Budd. Thank you. Love and peace,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Asa Seeley |
6/18/2012 |
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wow...this is unique! if you wanted it to be, it could have been a metaphor...you know? thanks
asa |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
6/18/2012 |
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And that's the truth....loved this, Budd...
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
6/18/2012 |
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| Far more than a hole, indeed. And every den that I find on my woodland wanderings always fascinates me. |
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| Reviewed by Odin Roark |
6/17/2012 |
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| So few might get it, but from one mountaineer to another, YES! |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart |
6/16/2012 |
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| I love this poem. The cozy safe feeling it brings. Nowhere like home. |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
6/16/2012 |
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Reminded me of the starving female dog Mom took in. When she had her pups, she found a convenient badger hole in a ditch to protect her and them.
In the Middle Ages through Colonial America, most homes had dirt floors and prarie dwellers lived in sod houses.
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| Reviewed by Laura Fall |
6/16/2012 |
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Truly a meaningful write written so amazingly Laura
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| Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse |
6/16/2012 |
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I like how you think & poeticize your images Budd!!
Looks like this too (depends on the size) could be a coyote den
either way home is home...
Love The Outdoors & Dens
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
6/16/2012 |
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Awesome write, fine photo also.
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| Reviewed by Vivian Dawson |
6/16/2012 |
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"USA Oh Y" Mighty clever with the capital
letters *Budd* Home of the brave and the
Free for such a safe place to be!!!!!
Lady Vivian |
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| Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley |
6/16/2012 |
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I was walking on the ice age trail the other day here in Wisconsin and I saw such "a hole" and my mind pondered for the safety it brought the creature who lived there. Safe and warm, like the den we build for ourselves Budd :)
Very very nice.
Love and Light
Lily |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
6/16/2012 |
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| Such an old bear, are you...hibernating the winter away...e |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
6/16/2012 |
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| a hole is never a home until it becomes a den ... |
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| Reviewed by Richard King |
6/16/2012 |
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Our cat has a hidey-hole under an old couch in my garage. Everytime we have a thunder storm she meows and carry's on something awful until we let her out, then she immediately heads to her "hole."
Seems we all have our own special "hole." Dick |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
6/16/2012 |
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Comforting words, home should be just this, a place to be safe~
Christine |
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| Reviewed by John Domino |
6/15/2012 |
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Ah yes... the is B-A-D before Author's Den.
Very creative my friend!
Yes, primitive yet practical. I like it! |
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| Reviewed by Mark Lichterman |
6/15/2012 |
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Some may think, and well it may be, the den you write of is our Authors Den. Me, thinks, however that that which you speak is that of a brown bear in hibernation. Good words my new friend.
Mark |
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| Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci |
6/15/2012 |
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This makes me think of how an animal feels about the hole it digs and feels so safe in just as I feel about the meager cottage my husband and I fixed up where I feel safe and warm. Thank you.
Love ya!
Jane |
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| Reviewed by Deborah Tornillo |
6/15/2012 |
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Bud: The image reminds me of feeling safe when I was a child every time I saw a tree with a naught in it. I imagined hiding inside the naught. Memories flooded on this one Bud. Thanks for sharing.
God Bless You,
Deb |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
6/15/2012 |
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Works for me too, Budd. First literary site I joined after I finally broke down and going the cyberspace world and got a computer. I've left it. I've come back. left. Come back, blah, blah, blah. Here I am again, hope to stay this time.
You're right, it is a safe home. |
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