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| Reviewed by Inspire Hope |
11/18/2009 |
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These words penned are very profound!
John I found this poem interesting,
"A solitary figure straddling the short distance separating
Life from eternity."
Much Love,
Margaret,
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| Reviewed by Janet Caldwell (author) |
10/16/2009 |
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I can respect this and enjoy at the same time. I love to look at the really old head stones and imagine who they were. Thanks for this John.
PS. Hush, you just might hear them |
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| Reviewed by M. Andrew Sprong |
9/24/2009 |
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| I loved the picture you painted with your words. |
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| Reviewed by David Hightower |
9/10/2009 |
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John - Loved the contrast of the peacefulness of the cemetery and the roar of the Parkway,
Hush
Their lives have stopped, yet the souls of
So many others speed past them, oblivious.
The "oblivious" works on both the literal and figurative level.
The repetition of "hush" throughout the poem creates a gentle peacefulness in sound and meaning, especially that last "hush."
Hush
I stop and stand silent on a patch of sacred ground,
A solitary figure straddling the short distance separating
Life from eternity.
Hush
I'll be back to read more. - David
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
6/29/2009 |
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I'm a bit late getting here, John, but so glad I finally
got the chance to read your beautifully crafted Cemetery at
Sunset. Having spent a number of years in the District, I am
quite familiar with Rockcreek Park--and in fact miss it.
-gene. |
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| Reviewed by Tina Mitchell |
6/20/2009 |
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You wrote:
A solitary figure straddling the short distance separating
Life from eternity.
Hush
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...straddling the short distance...
Heard, if only.
Understood, if we dare.
Great work here, John.
Be blessed! |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
5/5/2009 |
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| Very nicely penned. This poem gave me a peaceful feeling. Hush |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Engler |
4/3/2009 |
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| I echo the thoughts of others here that I greatly appreciate the contrast between the hush for the dead and the place as connected to the bustle of the living, a well-done contrast coupled with the feelings of respect and awe....Jerry |
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| Reviewed by Michelle Lowrie |
3/4/2009 |
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The eerie part of this for me right now is that they just issued an arrest warrant to that Salvadoran illegal alien in the case of Chandra Levy (whose remains were found in Rock Creek Park - for those unfamiliar with the case). May she now rest in peace.
It's been a long time since I last walked through Rock Creek Park, but in spute of all of the hustle and bustle, I think we should heed the warning an hush. |
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| Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce |
2/23/2009 |
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You not only capture the serenity of the cemetery of the ones who have earned their peaceful rest; but also the busy bodies who are striving everyday to get there.
I love this poem!!
Sandie Angel :o)
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| Reviewed by Linda Settles |
12/27/2008 |
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There is nothing like the solemnity of a cemetery to turn our thoughts to deep and mysterious musings. Thank you for sharing "Cemetery at Sunset."
Linda |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
7/12/2008 |
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You provide pause for reflection, John. Mayhaps that's why I want to be cremated. I do love the way you expressed this though. Love and peace to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Wanda Miller-Berry |
6/27/2008 |
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Intense and compelling. Superb writing!
Wanda |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
6/13/2008 |
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| My Father's birthday March 23 1908 and also his death day March 23 1972. I love to visit the cemetery and now have to go see Hubby Tom Aug 17 07, I probably told you his date before, anyway this photo is so fantastic, and your write is so endearing to me. I just have a thing with cemeteries and won't let go. I am so glad I read you write today, it will be in another month Tom would have gone a year, and I still don't know where I am coming from or going. Mostly that is quite frustrating too. But therapy is the den and the good poems here too. |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
6/9/2008 |
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Love the opposites in this poem. The peaceful cemetery versus the busy road. Love the use of "Hush" here - it shows respect and continues to enhance the different scenes. The last full line is thought provoking. Great imagery~
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Dee C. |
5/4/2008 |
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| Your words have captured the picture perfectly!! |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bowling |
4/27/2008 |
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I'm glad I backed up to check on postings while I was away from the den or else I would have missed this one! A very intense offering my friend, deep and moving indeed! You take the reader there with your outstanding imagery...thought provoking, and very compelling, lingers on one's thoughts!
Blessings,
Joyce B. |
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| Reviewed by Stephanie Murray |
4/8/2008 |
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This is deep and soulful. The photograph adds to the intensity of the poem.
Stephanie |
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| Reviewed by Gloria Gay |
4/5/2008 |
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| Great writing. |
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| Reviewed by Kathryn Carrington |
4/3/2008 |
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| What a marvelous play with words and great penmenship! A moving work of art...indeed...and might I add... a very thought provoking poem displaying creativity and raw talent. Thanks for sharing. |
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| Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader) |
4/1/2008 |
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| A compelling write, Holly |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
3/31/2008 |
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| I read this poem twice...first quietly and then aloud. Beautiful...in sound and in imagery. |
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| Reviewed by Axilea Uzumcuoglu |
3/30/2008 |
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Deep peaceful atmosphere described with all those "s" and "sh" sounds. I love the imagery in
"Their lives have stopped, yet the souls of
So many others speed past them, oblivious"
full of contrasts, full of truth.
Axilea |
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| Reviewed by Bernice Angoh |
3/27/2008 |
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| Amazing poem....hush....I should hush now |
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| Reviewed by La Belle Rouge |
3/26/2008 |
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| Beautifully and profoundly penned. |
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| Reviewed by Connie Faust |
3/24/2008 |
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A cemetery can be a place of refuge from the stresses of life, a quiet place to reflect and pray. You have written a gorgeous poem, accompanied by a gorgeous photograph.
Very fine piece.
Connie |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
3/24/2008 |
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| Intriguing. Conjures many ponderings and brings me to the thought that nothing ever really ends, but is only transformed to something else. |
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| Reviewed by Cedric III |
3/24/2008 |
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it can take a while to put words to experiences...
sometimes words refuse to stick to internal feelings...
i think you have captured my attention well and drawn me into this experience...
you know... i used to be petrified of cemetaries... i couldnt go near them and if i did i never slept for weeks afterward.
im not sure why i stopped being so scared of them but now... now they can be such peaceful places, far from the hustle and bustle of life.
what strikes me most about this piece is the seemingly forgottenness of this cemetery and therefore those who rest there.
its too easy to forget those who have passed away... not on purpose...just life keeps happening and our grief runs out of time somehow...
beautiful piece. |
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| Reviewed by Randall Barfield |
3/23/2008 |
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| Done so skillfully. Great repetition of Hush. Can't be better and what a topic! |
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| Reviewed by John Leko |
3/23/2008 |
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...your write...holds quiet moments...and in solitude...your words speak peacefully...of reverent ground given much beauty in your imagery.
excellent pen here John... |
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| Reviewed by Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley |
3/23/2008 |
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John,
OH!!! Sighhhhh A Gorgeous Photo!! I Love Cemeteries, Graves, & Mausoleums. I hope to visit an underground Mausoleum someday soon.
Your Poem Is Fantastic! I Love It!
"I stop and stand silent on a patch of sacred ground,
A solitary figure straddling the short distance separating
Life from eternity."
Beautiful!! & True!
Embrasse'
Vickie |
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| Reviewed by Jean Pike |
3/23/2008 |
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| Oh my gosh, John ... I don't know what to say. This poem is magnificent, a true work of art. I feel embraced by the quiet of your cemetery, in awe of the absolute truth of what you have conveyed. I almost want to cry, but maybe it's just my mood. Beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. |
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