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| Reviewed by Jerry Engler |
10/6/2009 |
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| You have such a good intuitive feel for the emotion of the moment in capturing the essence of this movie. I enjoyed it.......Jerry |
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| Reviewed by David Hightower |
10/1/2009 |
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Dawn - This poem reads like one of the classic movies. Love that first stanza and how the rest of the poem expresses that fear that if the narrator shows her love too honestly that the loved one will be overcome and run in fright. - David
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| Reviewed by jude forese |
9/29/2009 |
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we always try to hold on what is dearest to us by not upsetting the soil in which it grows ...
wonderful work, Dawn ... |
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| Reviewed by Sheila Roy |
9/29/2009 |
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You have an amazing talent for expressing your characters' feelings. You manage to develop them in such a short time; you give them an authentic feel. Plus, those feelings are complex, just like ours, which can be difficult to do. One of your many talents shines here.
Sheila |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
9/29/2009 |
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Beautifully penned, but not routine: each poem from you is a wonder of perfection: no wasted word or movement. :) Well done, Dawn.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by Bernice Angoh |
9/29/2009 |
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| I am adding that movie to my netflix queue. You should watch "Shop Around the corner", "Random Harvest" I love old movies... |
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| Reviewed by J'nia Fowler |
9/29/2009 |
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| Yikes, this poem is tight, concise, deep, powerful and somewhat sorrowful all wrapped up within a sense of tension which gives it it's strength. Your physiology here is enviable. Well done. Hugs, J'nia |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
9/29/2009 |
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| LOVELY!!!!!!!!!!!! '...and still, I remain silent, in fear that you may run from me'------------ BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
9/29/2009 |
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| Sometimes the communication gap can seem an eternity apart. |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
9/29/2009 |
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| Inspiration comes from many places, and old films are often marvelous inspirations. |
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| Reviewed by Georg Mateos |
9/29/2009 |
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Putting a syllable in front of another to for words, like putting one foot in front of another to walk the fist mile of a thousand miles journey.
Georg
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
9/28/2009 |
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| awesome word choices! |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
9/28/2009 |
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Gene and Gina and Kate took all the words out of my mouth (for a change, sez you) but your words stay, Dawn, and are all too real and quite powerful.
John |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
9/28/2009 |
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Sometimes to bet truly close and endure the diffeneces of relaltionship all we can do is lay back and take a long look.
hugs
fee |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
9/28/2009 |
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| ...you held me captive Dawn...powerful poem! |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
9/28/2009 |
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| Can relate greatly to the ambivalence in this, Dawn. As always, your psychological studies of our most intimate moments as couples are so clear and sharply focussed, speaking volumes in so few words. I am always in awe of the way you are able to totally capture personalities that are fully developped in our minds with just one or two well-observed, deft images. You leave us with a sense of both trepidation and anticipation - great writing, in other words! :)) xx |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
9/28/2009 |
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| I love old movies - I'll have to watch for this one! I agree with others that "the air hangs thick with all my unsaid words" is terrific and all too relatable. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
9/28/2009 |
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Written with such depth of understanding ,and splendid use of words.
I too saw that film;-) love the old ones,nothing made today matches them. |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
9/28/2009 |
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Some great lines here, Dawn...
yet the air hangs thick
with all my unsaid words.
There's something terribly wrong with the guy who would run
from Lana...or you.
-gene.
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| Reviewed by Cryssa C |
9/28/2009 |
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Your first stanza is my favorite, but you portrayed perfectly those moments where time stands uncomfortably still & the air is crowded with words and thoughts colliding without a sound.
Cryssa |
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| Reviewed by Steve Chering |
9/28/2009 |
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Says to me...Hugs that arnt being..Re-hugged?
Walk softly and many peaceful moments ....Steve |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
9/28/2009 |
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| Very nice, Dawn. I know one certain person I feel that way with at times. It's so uncomfortable and you stated the concept admirably. |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
9/28/2009 |
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She was a force wasn't she?
and your insight here is moving,
I especially like:
"yet the air hangs thick
with all my unsaid words."
A good one dear Dawn.
Blessings ...
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
9/28/2009 |
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Loved the sexpot Lana even if she did kill her lover and let her daughter take the fall. She always did go for the rough trade, too bad I was too young for her . . .
I liked this / It moved me because of the Catch-22 she found herself in / Wanting to move toward her goal, but deathly afraid it would case him away. Yep. Good. |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
9/28/2009 |
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| Break that silence and run to the nearest exit. |
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