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| Reviewed by D. Vaineo |
10/15/2009 |
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Blue, This made me cry !!
Deborah |
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| Reviewed by Cynth'ya cynthyaspeaks@gmail.com |
11/27/2008 |
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When reading your line "Time has changed us" it reminded me of something I just saw from JAG in a message to her trackers about her moving to a newer genre. . .
"Comfort may bring security but it does not
bring growth, or at least that's what I've been told."
Change is never comfortable in the process, but the passion to change is always inviting. blessin's to your Sis. Blue,
cynth'ya lewis reed |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
11/11/2008 |
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So moving and compelling, Blue. Such writing is right from the soul and thus "sacred." Thank you for sharing this gift. Love, hugs, and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
11/11/2008 |
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Beautiufl Blue...if this is real it is a tragic love of epic proportions and if it is not it should be a movie script fro it feels so real.
hugs
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
11/10/2008 |
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Magnificent writing, Blue. A powerful confession that, just maybe
no one else would ever believe... I believe. I think the life we
love, sometimes, just won't love us back. --gene. |
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| Reviewed by J AG |
11/10/2008 |
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| The heart, so like the rose, shines in the beauty of more than its totality. It's beauty is in its layers, and if one peers deep into the petals that lie as gently and lovingly upon one another as the lips of all those loved have pressed upon each other each with equal potency, quality and value, there are the seeds. With the talent of your pen and the majestic way you weave your words, your passion, your ability to live love in all its forms, to understand through your life the cycles, the co-existence, the eternity of what and how to love, gives us what you pen so well for us here - the seeds to grow, to blossom, to appreciate what it means to live. You remind us that we are not one dimensional beings and neither is our ability to care for those who have not only been a part of our lives. They are within the very definition of what our lives mean. Your talent is truly an American Beauty.... |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
11/10/2008 |
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This felt to me as a cathartic.
The problems from being unevenly yoked with another can be devastating. I see Cody as a deep well of colors and expressions- a fine young woman who will find her way through the labyrinth- her mother will too. Tho the branches and leaves and blossoms of love can be cut off, the roots of love are difficult to get rid of. Deeply emotional Bloo Gurl.
richard |
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| Reviewed by H Cruz |
11/10/2008 |
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Very touching Blue; you made my eye's water; a rarity indeed.
I hope all is well. ;) |
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