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| Reviewed by Axilea Uzumcuoglu |
9/15/2009 |
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Yes, it is a very particular and sometimes oppressing experience, to be part of the crowd, especially when, for some reason, you are a foreigner, different, sensitive...
You reminded me of atmospheres of a city (Milan) where I lived many years ago.
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| Reviewed by Bernice Angoh |
6/12/2009 |
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| Good for her! Loveley writing |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
6/8/2009 |
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| Amen! One of your very best! |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
5/25/2009 |
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Reminds of the big Apple's Rat race
Commuter madness, one must either whisper
a song ri one's self or compose a poem
within the sanity of their minds
Love & peace
William |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
5/21/2009 |
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| a herd has a life of its own, gathering to its own momentum ... fortunately, as poets we can never be part of a herd, rather part of a larger heard ... |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
5/20/2009 |
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A poetesses senses at work here. A polished and observant juxtapose of what man has created and become and what nature has always been. My brother and his wife flew over yesterday to Stockholm. They will also be visiting Italy - they love the food.
Blessings ... |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
5/19/2009 |
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Dawn,
This poem has a message that reaches to one's soul. Great scene and sounds, too.
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Barbara Terry |
5/17/2009 |
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OH yes Dawn, I hear your words. I have never been a part of the herd, even though I lived for 30 years in the "big" city. We make what we make in our lives, and we are the architects of our own existence. Thank you for sharing this wonderful message.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie |
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| Reviewed by J'nia Fowler |
5/17/2009 |
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| I hear you. Now, thanks to this write Dawn, I know why is was that when I visited exotic isles, I hated going on the tours. I just cannot be a part of the herd. Thank you for this insight. Bless you, J'nia |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
5/16/2009 |
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Dawn you say so much in this splendid poem! It feels like
you have let us into the warmth of yourself,thank you.
I would so love to visit Italy!...ET |
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| Reviewed by L Hippler |
5/16/2009 |
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| You really capture the time and place here, Dawn. |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
5/15/2009 |
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Dawn,
This poem, for me one of your finest, has a distinct air and presence along with of course a clear and serious theme that truly reaches and touches.
Excellent writing.
John |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
5/15/2009 |
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It is amazing but I have walked in big cities and small towns and I learned one thing...if you are friendly more times than not the people you speak to our friendly. I visited Toronto, Montreal and Vancouver over the years and was told that they were all herd mentality cities but you know whenever I spoke with people or asked directions I always seen a smile.
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
5/15/2009 |
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| Having been a part of the herd, though not in a city with a subway system, it just means "have to has you by the butt" Love the imagery Excellent write. Liz |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
5/15/2009 |
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Dawn, line for wonderful line, you have captured
the hectic herd mentality which identifies too many
large cities. I especially love that next to last stanza.
I like to walk and pause to look and discover the city,
be it Manhattan or Paris or the town downbeach. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
5/15/2009 |
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You present a stark, real, and sad picture of the city living. At the same time, you also reveal the sunny warmth that is there but ignored by practically everyone rushing along with the "herd." Thank you, Dawn. Love and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
5/15/2009 |
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| The imagery really speaks a message. A great write, Dawn. |
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| Reviewed by Dale Clark |
5/15/2009 |
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| Great pen, Dawn, like that last line...exactly! |
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| Reviewed by Cryssa C |
5/15/2009 |
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Wonderful imagery you invoked with your descriptions...Those who can't/don't take time to smell the roses, so to speak, are the ones that truly lose...There is so much more to life than work and pressing forward...
Cryssa |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
5/15/2009 |
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| Amen to staying away from the herd mentality. Very well written, Dawn! I love the couple of colorful splashes woven among the black and white description of the herd. |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
5/15/2009 |
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Oh my gosh..I felt like I was bieng trampled as I read this...never did like big crowds..this is a gem of a poem...and one with such a powerful message...so much to see and hear..we just need to open our eyes and ears. :)
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
5/15/2009 |
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Dawn Your poem touches me in so many ways. There are so many people that do not see the beauty around them. It is so true that saying, stop to smell the roses..Your poem brought me right to this beautiful place in Milan. I always knew there was a difference between a vacationer and a traveler..I prefer to think of myself as a traveler, I love to smell the roses..
Much love, light and peaceful living.
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Susan Sonnen |
5/15/2009 |
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| I just love this! |
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| Reviewed by Michelle Close Mills |
5/15/2009 |
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| I'm not familiar with the challenge, but this is an amazing piece...the imagery is wonderful. Michelle |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace |
5/15/2009 |
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| Oh my..this is very beautiful writing sweet lady..please stay safe and well..OK..Hugsss |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
5/15/2009 |
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| 'I dropped a coin into the open guitar case and received a smille that rivaled the warmth of the sun'----'...Determined to never become a part of the herb'------- BEAUTIFUL SENTENCES!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
5/15/2009 |
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| a beautiful write-stunning visuals - |
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| Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson |
5/15/2009 |
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| Dawn...this is beautiful...sometimes when we find ourselves in the middle of the herd we have to listen to the music of our heart so we can find our own way in life.this like all you works is outstanding.... Allen |
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| Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain |
5/15/2009 |
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| Yes I think being yourself and not just following the crowd will give you more receptivity to the view and people around you when going on a trip. Very nice and excellent write. |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
5/15/2009 |
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I can relate, went through the City of Milan bound for its Railway Central Station about the rush hour that can't be compared with Sausalito's rush hour. A boy from a little town in a big city.
Now in Sweden, long way from home in a little port-town with the same cacophony of a big city that I can't escape from.
"The Herd" takes us back, give us a opportunity to yearn and still have that determination to never be part of "that" herd.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
5/15/2009 |
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| Good for you, the herd misses so much, including things like flowers, birds, music, and this wonderful poem. |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
5/15/2009 |
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| A vivid picture that trapezes both within and without of this City's walls, inside the internal landscape as well as painted on a beautiful ancient/modern external scene. Love the mergings and divergencies in this piece, Dawn; you set up all the dichotomies and emotional conflicts well. You are just excellent at walking us through your thoughts, feelings and tangible observations; it's as though I stroll arm in arm with you... responding in the same ways, I'm sure! :)) TY Kate xx |
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| Reviewed by Suzie Palmer |
5/14/2009 |
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Yeah Dawn! May we never forget to see, hear, feel all around us!
We too are flowers... all of us beautiful especially when appreciated!
Beautiful piece!
Love and Smiles,
Suzie xox :-D |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
5/14/2009 |
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How easy it is to not see the beauty surrounding us each over-booked hectic day! At least the three-hour mid-day break deserves to be instituted around the globe! It appears that the technology meant to make lives easier has had the reverse effect.
Nicely penned, Dawn.
Always a pleasure,
Carolyn
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