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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
1/14/2008 |
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| A timely write. Am glad I read this. I have been thinking about this a lot ! ...........M |
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| Reviewed by Eileen Granfors |
1/10/2008 |
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| This really touched me. As I blogged yesterday, we lost a family member yesterday, and I am encouraging my father to not cancel all his spring plans but to make new ones and more of them. Good thoughts for all of us, Joyce. Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Frances Seymour |
1/7/2008 |
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I love it! Definitely something to think about!
Blessings to you! Frances |
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| Reviewed by Nasra Al Adawi |
1/4/2008 |
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| Sad but it touched me in many ways ...What would like to be leaving behind |
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| Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow |
1/4/2008 |
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Very nice contemplative work Joyce....
Myrna |
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| Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg |
1/4/2008 |
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| an honest look at the dust and the love you left behind... |
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| Reviewed by Walter Jones |
1/3/2008 |
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| A kiss upon the cheek of hearts waiting, reminder where and when, words said and those unsaid, images that dance well, great write poet.. Walt |
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| Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten |
1/2/2008 |
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Makes ya think...damn, I better start getting things organized, they won't understand my ways of filing...LOL!
I know, I'll leave um' clues! Ones they can spend a lifetime trying to figure out!
Loved it!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~ |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
1/1/2008 |
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Joyce,
This is a thought provoking poem! Everyone's would be different, I'm sure. You make me think about the possessions I cherish that perhaps no one will when I'm gone. That saying comes to mind about one man's treasure being another's trash. What I like best about this piece is how you capture the important things left, like memories and love. Nicely done!
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Sheri Uy |
1/1/2008 |
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I actually pondered a lot on this one, Joyce. While it is so true that all of the above might be left behind by anyone who's done with this journey called life, I'd rather leave something that isn't tangible, this special feeling in my heart that I am willing to impart, to open my hand in friendship honestly and unreservedly, and the hope that I maybe remembered not by success or riches but by my significance to my friends and loved ones. This is a meaningful piece. And yes, thought provoking.
Be blessed my friend,
Sheri |
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| Reviewed by Amor Sabor |
12/31/2007 |
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| Beautiful vignette of those questions unanswered when we ponder our own fingerprints left behind. That is the image I am most impressed by. Superbly done. |
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| Reviewed by Debra Baker |
12/31/2007 |
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| Lovely, these words written from the heart of a Kentucky mountain girl. I can only hope I shall leave thy children, friends, etc., with a kind picture of me in their heart, for in eternity, I will wait patiently for each of them. Beautiful words my dear... |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
12/30/2007 |
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| Thought provoking and awesome. I hope I leave some dreams incomplete because I hope I keep dreaming all my life, right up to the end. I hope I leave a few dishes unwashed because I hope I don't waste what time I have left worrying over every little thing. What will my friends think? I don't know but I'm not too worried about it because my true friends will miss me and those other "friends" well, they don't matter much now, why would I worry about when I am gone? This self serving review was rationalized by the reviewer to a wonderful poem, written with warmth and thouhtfulness as always from one of the golden hearted people in the world. Liz |
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| Reviewed by Barbara Smith |
12/30/2007 |
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| Joyce, these words are full of wisdom & truths...we all should give this some real thoughts. What will we leave behind...there's so many I could list that fits into everyone of your categories? Truly full of inspiration & gives me something to think about. Have a great upcoming New Year and may all you ever desired fill you to the brim. God Bless. |
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| Reviewed by SOULFUL SHEE G. Pulsing In Passionate Purple PassionS |
12/30/2007 |
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What a blessed poem Lady "J"
I ask this everytime I close my eyes in a silence!
My biggest accomplishment is pass on smiles, even in the toughest times, I say to my girls and my Granddaughter Christi! 7yrs. Much more but this is very important to me to pass down!
Happy!! Holidays to you and yours my sweet friend!
Warm hugs and Warmest Blessings, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheoxoo
STay Positive!
These past few weeks,I've been "trying" to encourage "CHANGE" and new growth for anyone around me too, I asked Paul "when you son is over, will you NOT smoke outside with him, and he is really trying, going outside in the back or downstairs.I would rather his son smoke alone, #1. he smokes more than Paul (Paul only 5-6 a day or so) and his son a few more... and being a good role-model I keep reminding him! a few other changes too, that are important to me, it's the New Year coming into View! Love this poem!Makes one think HARD! which we should, why be the same! |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
12/30/2007 |
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You do share wisdom in your verses here, Joyce. Thank you. Love and blessings to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Emile Tubiana |
12/30/2007 |
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| Dear joyce, very nicely put. Yes everyone should care to leave only the best memories. These is what those who remain will be able to build upon. Happy New Year Emile |
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| Reviewed by d. krusky |
12/29/2007 |
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Well, I see by reading this piece we certainly are on the same page of thinking. A very well written poem that leaves one thinking back on the past year. Hmmmm....what will I leave behind? By golly i know, my smile! I hope it is always the one thing people think of when I am long gone. Thanks for helping me reach this conclusion my friend! Great write!
Smiles,
Dorothy |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
12/28/2007 |
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Wise words to ponder the importance of life itself. I see we are on the same wave lenght lately, must be the season......
Be safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by Kay P Devenish |
12/28/2007 |
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| Wise and inspirational! |
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| Reviewed by Kathy Armijo |
12/28/2007 |
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Joyce, indeed, our thoughts are on a parallel path. I think it has to do with a new year being on the horizon. Excellent poem!
God bless you. Kathy |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
12/28/2007 |
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An excellent piece Joyce
love the cadence of it all
Peace be with you
William |
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| Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill |
12/28/2007 |
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Beautiful work with lots of depth. What will I leave behind? Foot prints, I gather.
Love,
Becca~ |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
12/28/2007 |
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Thank you Joyce for sharing such beautiful words, for this is what I needed to read to make me understand certain things in life as I go to my brother-in-laws funeral tomorrow. Thank you dear friend.
Newfie Hugs, Rose |
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| Reviewed by R Beeman |
12/28/2007 |
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very inspiring work Joyce, gives one to reflect on their inner self and how it expels our outer self to others. and our faith is inside out and that should be the way we walk.
always
randy |
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
12/28/2007 |
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Joyce,
Questions we all ask ourselves at one time or other. My soul I will take with me but my heart I will give a small piece to each I leave behind. |
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| Reviewed by stan nassano |
12/28/2007 |
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a lovely thought inspiring write Joyce,thanks ,
stan |
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| Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson |
12/28/2007 |
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I'm hoping I won't leave them to foot the bill
Wisdom in your write..
Have a Prosperous & Healthy 2008
Ron
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
12/28/2007 |
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A question we all should ask, and hopefully be as wise as you are with the results...Thanks for sharing Joyce! It is a fine poem to ponder!
Love,
Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Walt Hardester |
12/28/2007 |
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A very good reason indeed.
Walt |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
12/28/2007 |
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Inspiring write!!
Lvoe Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Randall Barfield |
12/28/2007 |
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| Great question so little of us reflect on. Otherwise, how much better the world would be. Cheers and have a Happy New Year's celebration. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
12/28/2007 |
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| An inspiring poem |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
12/28/2007 |
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So true Joyce,,, what will we leave behind??,,,Hopefully a lot of love,,,,So good to see you posting,,missed you,,,
Love, Christine |
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| Reviewed by Louisa Dobbins |
12/28/2007 |
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This certainly describes the road home.
Louisa |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Foresta |
12/28/2007 |
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Joyce, what an inspiration you are. I read your blog almost every day, at least every time I go online. I love to hear about your life in the hills of Kentucky, your love of the Lord, your ups and downs. But, you always get out of it through people you know. I have been enjoying your writing very much.
Thank you for writing your blog, and poems of course.
Jeanette |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
12/28/2007 |
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Very deeo, reflective write, Joyce; brava! Very well penned!
Happy New Year,and hope your Christmas was merry; mine sure was; it was nothing short of miraculous; one of the best Christmases I can remember!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I did get a cold for Christmas, though...BAH the humbugs! LOL |
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| Reviewed by Morning Star |
12/28/2007 |
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Awesome words of wisdom here
Beautifully written and expressed thoughts!
We must live each day as if it was are last!
Your poem gives this reader much to ponder!
Outstanding view of thoughts and a fantastic write!!
Wishing you and your family an abundance of blessings
Peace Love and Joy....for The New Year ....Morning Star
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| Reviewed by Charlie |
12/28/2007 |
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| I love the love-- don't love the dishes. Some of life's tasks I'd rather leave behind... But funny thing, I can't cook at all if my dishes aren't done... --Charlie |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
12/28/2007 |
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Deeply effective, thought provoking poetry, Joyce, very well penned. BRAVA!
(((HUGS))), love and Happy New Year,
Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
12/28/2007 |
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| Quite a profound poem, Joyce, and much Food for Thought here. |
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