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| Reviewed by baz busbe |
3/3/2011 |
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| Loved this poem, really touched my heart. So sorry for your losses, May God bring you peace and comfort at such a difficult time. God bless. Baz |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
12/16/2010 |
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Takes some time to get over grief, but it does pass on eventually.
This poem suggests we remember our losses but let them go as winter lets go into spring. i like this one very much. Exasperating. |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
12/3/2010 |
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finely etched and deeply resonant, richard.
peace to you and yours,
carolyn |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
11/22/2010 |
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| Richard, of all your works that I have read, this is by far my favorite. Simple and profound, sad and true, yet comforting, honest, and eternal. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
11/20/2010 |
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Sir Richard, this is splendid and you chose the perfect format,it needs to be published!
with love your chum,
Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Ed Matlack |
11/19/2010 |
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| I've been lucky this year with no loss due to death, but still I grieve for your losses and keep them in my prayers (that house and truck look like something I could actually afford...)e |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
11/18/2010 |
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"And though love tries, in fresh disguise,
To sew two souls together,"
Love these lines, Richard, and they are oh-so-true. Triolet is my fave style of all time. I guess they feel epic to me. They say deaths come in threes. I think you've had more than your fair share of grief this year. Again, I am sorry for your most recent loss. I feel like your last poem - the winter imagery - captures the emptiness we can feel when someone passes. Winter is beautiful, but oftentimes so bleak. A wonderful set of Triolets. Love and Hugs,
Sheila
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| Reviewed by Paul Judges |
11/18/2010 |
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| Excellent writing, Richard |
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| Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen |
11/17/2010 |
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Exquisite, Richard. Wrung me wry. A masterpiece, to my mind.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
11/17/2010 |
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| you've taken your sorrow and molded into a healing pronunciation of idea and emotion ... |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
11/17/2010 |
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You honor those who sand and lies have fallen by your gift for words. Death waits for none. By your words you comfort the living who must bear the pain of loss.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
11/16/2010 |
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I ahare your sorrow, Richard, and admire the way
you expressed it. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Amor Sabor |
11/16/2010 |
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| Losses such as these, indicate the rewards of these that you enjoyed in your lifetime. Family and friends that provided so much good to your heart and soul as well as to others. Excellent expression. |
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| Reviewed by Douglas Bentley |
11/16/2010 |
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Your Title says it all
"Grief" we all must release to help ease the pain
"Finality" we all must go to.
Very Moving piece I could hear you singing (lamenting) through the mountains, " I bid thee farewell. . ." |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
11/16/2010 |
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| EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!!! HEAVENLY BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOLDEN SENTENCES!!!!!!!!!!!! ' A life that's built on sand and lies will fail in stormy weather'----------- BEAUTIFUL, VERY TALENTED!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by m j hollingshead |
11/15/2010 |
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| poignant read |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
11/15/2010 |
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My heart breaks for you in this a year of sorrow, loss, and retrospect. Holding tight, keeping their memory alive in your heart and soul will help to carry you through. God bless...
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
11/15/2010 |
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| very nicely done-yes, too many loved ones have gone on-too much grief |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
11/15/2010 |
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Eloquent evaluation of loss and passing, the true sadness and indeed from the living perspective the cruelty of mortality.
Richard, this is exceptional writing. And again, my condolences to you and to all the loved ones left to grieve.
John |
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| Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader) |
11/15/2010 |
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| One hell of a year you've had Richard. It's hard to know the why's and the wherefore's of all these things sometimes. Hard to make sense of the universal will. All one can do is try to grieve things naturally in their due time and move on a bit more saddened; but also more blessed in having known these people and been a part of their existence here on earth. In the end, it is more or less a sombre celebration of life. I love the style of this poem and the rhyme scheme, the way it flows and such. Hope you're okay. I'm heading back east for Thanksgiving on Saturday; my mother's somewhat ill and I have a feeling I may be entering the type of year from which you just emerged. |
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| Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford |
11/15/2010 |
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| Extraordinary write soul bud. |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bell |
11/15/2010 |
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| PARTING, IN DEATH OR LIFE, SO OFTEN...IS NOT SWEET AT ALL. SOMETIMES THERE ARE REGRETS AND IN MANY CASES, IT IS INDEED FILLED WITH SORROW. YOU'VE CAPTURED DIFFERENT ASPECTS OF 'THE GRIEF AND FINALITY' OF PARTING WELL, THE BOTTOM LINE BEING...WITH GOD GIVEN STRENGTH WE DEAL WITH IT AND...WE MOVE ON. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS |
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| Reviewed by Ann Marquette |
11/15/2010 |
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Sadness written so beautifully Richard.
Blessings to you,
ann |
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| Reviewed by Christine Tsen |
11/15/2010 |
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Profound. A poem with such a presence, about not wasting life, time.
You have expressed abounding wisdom here, and have prompted this reader to look deeply into secrets hidden.
Blessings,
Christine |
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