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| Reviewed by Pierre Ortega |
6/16/2009 |
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Comes a time when we have to realize that we are not a product of our parents lives and what they entailed and that we don't have to follow the teachings of them or anyone else for that matter. Comes a time when we need to be ourselves regardless of the world around us.
Great Write, enjoyed this, Pierre |
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| Reviewed by Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley |
6/16/2009 |
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Lin, I Love The Wisdoms Inside Your verses!
"No longer will I give them life
by short-changing mine" oh how many times I have recall short changing mine!
Embraced~Embrassι
Vickie |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
6/14/2009 |
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The 21st century is coming down fast. No time for myths to last.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace |
6/14/2009 |
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| Excellent writing as always sweet lady..keep smiling OK...Hugsss |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/13/2009 |
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I believe you offer a most valid perspective in your verses. Thank you for sharing it. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
6/13/2009 |
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| Whenever I am notified that you've written a new poem, I smile. You have a simplicity to your writing that is also profound. Very wise write. So glad I found your work! |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
6/13/2009 |
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Myth have it that Nero played the fiddle as Rome was alight with fire.
The truth at the en was that the fire started on the Camps of March stables by an oil lamp accidentally falling on the hay. Now you have it from the very horse's mouth that jumped from a window and was left to tell.
More legends? you bet, but them will cost you thirty pieces of Silver.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg |
6/12/2009 |
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| Love This |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
6/12/2009 |
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self-reliance is the key to the creative world coming into being ...
keep writing your words ... |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
6/12/2009 |
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Linda,
A strong, well-wrought wake-up call to all, a positive declaration of spirit and new hope and moving on. Very fine poem.
John |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
6/12/2009 |
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An awesome write L.G.
enjoyed much
Peace be with you
William |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
6/12/2009 |
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| Your words - ambrosia for the spirit. Take hold, move forward, fulfill, be! It is our time... |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
6/12/2009 |
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Stunning piece that expresses so well the dying culural and artistic talents of our times. I think it was country legend George Jones who sang "Who's Going To Fill Their Shoes" and that is so appropos in all of the arts.
Fee |
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| Reviewed by The Bear Paw |
6/12/2009 |
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Hi L.G., This reminds me of the belief that we create what we live... I like your pen, keep writing...
In Spirit,
Bear |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
6/12/2009 |
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| love the write, especially the last two lines!! |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
6/12/2009 |
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I used to think that each of us is a hero in his/her own life,
a legend in the making. Fortunately, that bubble was popped when
my daughter asked me, Dad, how was in back in the olden days when
you were alive? I really like this, Linda. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
6/12/2009 |
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| BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!! I LIKE IT VERY MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
6/12/2009 |
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| You said it, Girl! Very nicely worded! |
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| Reviewed by Carol Grace |
6/12/2009 |
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| I am ready for the new rain. Let it fall. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
6/12/2009 |
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| Really liked this - write on! |
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