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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
10/13/2010 |
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| I have been blessed with the brain chemistry most of my life, that rarely allows me to journey to dark places. I know many people who otherwise suffer. I also know there is little I can do at someone's low point to help, except to be there, and not always, at the moment welcome. Yet in that suffering, the depth of thought can produce amazing words and theories. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
10/5/2010 |
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Too well I understand, Richard.
I think most often relationships consist of 2 very different people: the rock, and the one the rock always holds steady. When you are the rock, as I am, sometimes you need your partner to hold steady for once, but you cannot change one's character so easily. Thus, the rock must quickly recover and become the rock once more. The depression becomes more dangerous because it's hidden and solitary. It's good to have writing as an outlet...
Love and Hugs, And I am here:)
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) |
10/3/2010 |
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| Oh my..excellent writing I know these feeling dear man..Hugss |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
10/1/2010 |
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A fitting metaphor for the dog days of depression. I know, having been there.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Andy Turner |
9/30/2010 |
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Gosh. So vivid, so rich in angst.
Imagine Churchill fighting the Hun with his Black Dog. I guess such a man is great inspiration. |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
9/30/2010 |
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Richard, you did this so well that you sent my pulse
into overdrive. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Louisa Dobbins |
9/30/2010 |
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| This life can be aweful without the spirit of holiness keeping you afloat. I know!!! |
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| Reviewed by D Johnson |
9/30/2010 |
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Richard, this is such a powerful piece of writing...the picture above works so well to the theme...excellent writings, sad subject.
Cheers, always,
Dan |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
9/30/2010 |
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| well written piece! |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
9/30/2010 |
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| EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Anderson |
9/29/2010 |
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| Thoughts of life/death/mortality...difficult to face at times...all depends on how we perceive it and where our heads are at in that particular moment. Well written and powerful work. |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
9/29/2010 |
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| It seems to be old Mr Death snapping at your heels, Rich...you have to be vigilant as from this write I can tell you have been...e |
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
9/29/2010 |
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Fabulous expression ~
The black dog can really bloody up what would otherwise be a lovely day. I particularly like the second stanza.
Be well, take joy!
Blessings,
Christine |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
9/29/2010 |
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black dog/blue devil,
"There is nothing I can do to appease the brooding..."
relentless, merciless hound shadowing our mortality.
Power in this, Richard, real power, one to save to my library.
John |
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| Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader) |
9/29/2010 |
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| I can hear Led Zeppelin throbbing through the caverns of my inner-ear right now. I know this feeling so well. In fact, I almost wrote about this a few days ago and have been somewhat formulating words in my head to touch upon this very theme. Like the dark force, which moves against you and snags a pound of flesh just when you falter or lose a step. And I even had the whole wolf thing in mind too. Starnge that. I really liked this. Hits home at a perfect time. And timing, as they say, is everything. |
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