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| Reviewed by Joyce Bell |
10/16/2009 |
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ANY TIME ONE GROUPS ALL THOSE YEARS AND EXPERIENCES TOGETHER AND THEN THROWS IN WHAT COULD OR COULD NOT... HAVE OR HAVE NOT HAPPENED...ONE WILL FEEL LIKE THEY ARE 'DROWNING'. I LEARNED THAT FROM YOU...JUST NOW...AT 65, I WILL NEVER TRY SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!THANKS FOR THE WARNING.(SMILE) THIS IS A GREAT WRITE THAT WAS SO ENJOYED...THANK YOU FOR SHARING. GOD BLESS.
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| Reviewed by David Hightower |
8/10/2009 |
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Dawn - Loved the way you tied the dripping of the water with the passage of time and its events. It emphasizes her lonliness, leading up to the powerful last stanza:
She lost count somewhere before 250,
then tossed and turned in her sleep
as notions of drowning invaded her dreams,
while she fitfully floundered to keep her
head above water.
Excellent. - David |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
8/8/2009 |
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a poem of universal appeal, dawn.
fabulous execution herein... roiling "sea of life"...
could some of her sleeplessness derive from
the cleansing heat of menopausal symptoms...?
always a pleasure, poetess,
be well,
carolyn
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
8/8/2009 |
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| I see you haven't lost anything in the way of creative juices, Dawn. I also see that you haven't posted in a while. You're email yesterday spoke of the lull in your Muse. She'll be back. She always comes back. |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
8/5/2009 |
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| brilliant in concept and, as always, so very well executed and crafted. I love the plainsong language you use here: the narrative is story-like and yet takes us right inside the lucid, clear-eyed mind of a sad personal tale with no emotionalism... just a lot of deep-water emotion acknowledged, pulling her under and yet also bouying her up. I'd love you to elaborate some of your character sketches sometime. There's such a novel in each and every one. xx |
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| Reviewed by Chantilly Lace |
7/27/2009 |
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| Excellent writing sweet lady...sure have missed you and your lovely writing..I hope things are ok with you ...stay safe and well...Hugss |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
7/2/2009 |
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Very creative write, Dawn. I enjoyed it very much.
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
6/29/2009 |
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This is excellent, Dawn. So very inventive. Hugs,
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Cryssa C |
6/27/2009 |
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Superb imagery within these lines, Dawn. Water generally terrifies me, yet...the tap running dry doesn't scare me and in some ways I look forward to being swept away on heavenly ocean currents.:~)
Cryssa |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
6/26/2009 |
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A most engaging write, Dawn. Profoundly meaningful. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope) |
6/25/2009 |
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| Love your creative way of looking at life, Dawn and thanks for contacting me while away from the Den. I got many more from AD friends and counted them like the drips of water in a sink fixed deep in my soul. |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
6/24/2009 |
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I enjoyed this well penned and profound write
Thanks for sharing
William |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo |
6/23/2009 |
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| Rich with visuals and emotion, Dawn, and the thought of drowning, even in ones dreams, is truly frightening. Nicely written piece! Hugs, Elizabeth |
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| Reviewed by L. Figgins |
6/22/2009 |
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| Wow. This write is like looking into a mirror at that age--facing 50, the anxiety about the future while looking behind. I tried to express it through poetry by tip-toeing on the edges, but this nails the emotions, the almost paralyzing dread that you can't wrap yourself around--its just there. And we are right there "beneath the blanket". Brilliant write, Dawn! |
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| Reviewed by Michelle Mead |
6/22/2009 |
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| I LOVE THIS!! Fantastic writing, Dawn. I loved how you used the numbers, great great work. |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
6/22/2009 |
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| an incredible write! so well expressed and with such reality of emotion! |
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| Reviewed by Bill Broome |
6/21/2009 |
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Your writing amazes me in that you tell about yourself and allow the reader to care about you. This is beyond unique - absolutely fascinating!- Bill
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| Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson |
6/21/2009 |
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This reflection...this musing...this soulful write moves the reader into this world. Dawn, you writing soars with this write. Your abilty to paint a picture with words is outstanding...this is as they say..a keeper. Well done.
Allen |
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
6/21/2009 |
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Dawn this is such a deeply written poem, such imagery, I could hear that water dripping!
Nicely done, my dear friend,
Amber "V" |
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| Reviewed by Art Sun |
6/20/2009 |
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Reflection can be the insomnia of life...we tend to view back on the travels of our lives and when we have ran them through our minds we come to the present formation of trying to stay above water...even in our sleep...
nice work dawn...
Art Sun... |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
6/20/2009 |
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| EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
6/20/2009 |
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This overflows emotion and real life drama, it is like time running out on a soul as it breaks in two from one too many burdens and heartaches. Very nicely done even though it is also heart breaking.
Hugs
Fee |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
6/20/2009 |
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The poem reminds the reader of the shipwreck one that was alone in the middle of the ocean on a leaking small life boat, counting the hours, the minutes, the seconds and reflecting if it all was worth it.
Profound.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Axilea Uzumcuoglu |
6/19/2009 |
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Counting associated to drowning made me think of the movie "Drowning By Numbers", by Peter Greenaway. It's an intriguing story, with a particular construction where murders, games and numbers hidden in the background are part of the plot.
Your numbers are used very appropriately, like a rhythm that organically belongs to the poem and to the life of the character that is slowly revealed.
I like the way you used water as an extended metaphor of life, our changing perception of time, our fear of running out of time and of being swept away by the flood. This way, you also give fuller meaning to the clichι "to keep one's head above the water"! |
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
6/19/2009 |
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hopefully when the tape runs dry, we'll find a new source of water ...
incredibly detailed and unique poem, Dawn ...
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
6/19/2009 |
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| Incredible metaphor Dawn a superb poem very atmospheric!...ET |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
6/19/2009 |
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| What a unique, compelling composition. I love how this gets us right inside the head of your subject. You have such a keen understanding of human nature making your work very relatable to your readers. Who hasn't suffered through nights where the thoughts were as incessant as those drips of water - one. after. the. other. over. and over. |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
6/19/2009 |
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....silence and solitude lets the mind take over sometimes...when all we want to do is sleep...great poem Dawn
Christine |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
6/19/2009 |
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Sounds like the story of a life all too familiar in such a cold world....
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
6/19/2009 |
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Dawn,
Wonderfully thought-through motif delivered with strength and great confidence in the writing. Among your very best, this is so worthwhile.
John |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
6/19/2009 |
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Aside from the struggle with sleeplessness (which occupies
the night for so many of us), I find the concept and executiion
of this exceptional poem fascinating--gripping. Wonderfully
done, Dawn...as always. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Lori Moore |
6/19/2009 |
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| Excellent. |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
6/19/2009 |
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| Interesting poem, Dawn. This sounds like the night I had last night. |
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| Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford |
6/19/2009 |
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GREAT write Dawn. I hope it's on its way to me at TWF.
Hugs,
Marcia |
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| Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado |
6/19/2009 |
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Powerful piece, Dawn; well penned! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :) |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
6/19/2009 |
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Excellent Dawn. The sincerity of your work always touches my heart. Despite the threads of melancholy running through this, I still can feel a kind of strength to persevere exuding from the soul of your poetic cathartic.
Blessings and love ...
richard |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
6/19/2009 |
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| It's amazing the bits and pieces of thought remenants that float through the twilight mindset between waking and dreaming. Powerfully done, Dawn! |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
6/19/2009 |
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Sadness in these lines, Dawn - felt like I was intruding, in a way, yet couldn't turn away - because I've been there, myself - mesmerizing! Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Ron Karcz |
6/19/2009 |
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Dawn...Well rwritten, sweetheart. I think that's the way a lot of us feel.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by D Johnson |
6/19/2009 |
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Dawn, a powerfully written poem which we can all relate to.
Cheers,
Dan |
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