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| Reviewed by Keith Rowley |
4/30/2012 |
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| Now I know I've stumbled across a first class poet.This makes me happy |
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| Reviewed by Axilea MU |
10/9/2010 |
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Wonderful poem, just discovered it! The way you chose to write this reminded me of life's links, choices, dilemmas, causes, effects... A very original and startling point of view comes to life in just a few lines. The end and the title are both perfect.
Axilea |
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| Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green |
11/1/2009 |
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| <3 B r e a t h t a k i n g ~~! <3 --PS: re your bio, "wear good shoes" nails it! You're the best!! xOx 'Pea' xOx |
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| Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson |
10/16/2009 |
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symbols pulled from deep before last generations....the best ones too me
enjoy!!! |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
10/16/2009 |
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| strange, how the wounded can heal ... |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
10/16/2009 |
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You words give the reader chills in a good way; the heart misses a beat. Love and best wishes to you, Nordette.
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Lori Moore |
10/13/2009 |
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| Excellent write, Nordette. |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
10/13/2009 |
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| Love the matrix you cast for us here, Nordette, not only with the linkage between stanzas but also with the cross-referencing of ideas, such that they are perhaps duplicitous in the way our mind receives them: a real thing/THE real thing; real thing/orgasm transient or long and steady. I particularly love the way you play with images of the healer: her siphon could be to suck distress from her "patients" or indicative that she herself is desperate to be rid of decay. Even the salt image is dual: salt is beneficial to cleanse and heal the wounded; or it could be a figure to represent the "pouring away of tears". "On the rooftop" makes me think of James Taylor and his star-gazing, or Elton John and his focussed introspection. But I like the way this Goddess has very atuned ears to all that is going on upstairs and downstairs, witnessing the dynamics of the whole house. Some astute observations written in quite a maxim-form encapsulating much of the human condition within its brief and colourful synopsis. I'm still envious of your ruby-red stiletos, literary-wise; I've yet to make it out of comfy, old flip-flops! :)) xx |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
10/13/2009 |
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Wonderful write, Nordette; very nice!~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
10/13/2009 |
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You capture poetry, and it is us - beautiful, Nordette.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Amma Poet |
10/13/2009 |
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| Unique and Captivating. |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
10/13/2009 |
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I feel a direct connection to this poem. I too am a healer and a poetess. You are very talented and I love reading your work. Your last few lines really hit a chord inside of me. Thank you for sharing your beautiful words.
Much peace, love, and light to you dear poetess,
Amber "V" Namaste |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) |
10/13/2009 |
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| Excellent. Like the format you used. Simple. Direct. Poets and dreamers! Poets and realism, two peas in a pod. |
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
10/12/2009 |
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Word tag, the last two words become the theme of the next stanza. Clever, pretty ears the Goddess on the Rooftop has...she's listened well to write poetry like this...poetry that keeps the world in rightful balance, Nordette...it's always good to read your work, you write of such identifiable characters...
Love,
Sage |
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| Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg |
10/12/2009 |
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| depths of all potentials |
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