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| Reviewed by Roger Ochs |
10/9/2009 |
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| The syncopation merges with the emotion to make this a gem of wistful power. Bravo! |
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| Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary |
10/8/2009 |
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| Indeed. Powerfully done, Lori. Fantastic finish. |
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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem * |
10/6/2009 |
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| good one Lori, move on, sometimes all we can do, hugs |
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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
10/6/2009 |
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| VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Diamond |
10/5/2009 |
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Some people do some horrific things to us in a lifetime.
But you know what Lori. I forgive them all from the bottom of my heart.
Jerry |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
10/5/2009 |
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And move on we truly must!! Great write, Lori! Really love your work!
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Patrick Granfors |
10/4/2009 |
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| Symbiotic cycles can drill a core to the center of the earth. Sometimes you just have to get off the merry-go-round. Patrick |
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| Reviewed by Kate Burnside |
10/4/2009 |
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| This is crystal writing, Lori, and is like that steam, soaking into and opening pores of minds and emotions for a thorough detox. Co-dependencies can be heavier than a ball and chain yet appear to be as delicate and pristine as the fine bone china the tea may be served in. The willow-pattern tendencies keep the ball rolling, regular as time-for-tea clockwork. And love that moment of cleansing clarity through the mist when honesty briefly un-writes the hurt. One of your recent best, I'd say. xx |
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| Reviewed by Bennett Kremen |
10/4/2009 |
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| No chains of iron are more imprisoning that the love you're so poignantly describing. |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
10/4/2009 |
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Tea cures all... a poem will help, too.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Gene Williamson |
10/4/2009 |
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| admire (envy even) the way you write, Lori. -gene. |
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| Reviewed by Sara Coslett |
10/4/2009 |
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| Sometimes, it feels as though we have to strike a balance between two bad choices. Maybe there was a third choice, that was over-looked. One that can take away the loneliness. Great poem, Lori! ~ Sara |
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| Reviewed by Christine Alwin |
10/4/2009 |
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| Emotional write...great read Lori, very creative. |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
10/3/2009 |
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| Deeply felt emotions in this gem, Lori! Your grasp of theme is always a treat for the reader! |
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| Reviewed by Richard Orey |
10/3/2009 |
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Being lost in your own passion is a thrilling, uplifting experience.
Give yourself a gift: Get lost every day! I'll be joining you, if I can. A little mood music often helps.
One lump in my tea, please.
Richard
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
10/3/2009 |
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I had three cups of green tea with lemon "with" honey today. Just so you know . . . LOL
My green tea wasn't drank with the demons which it seems you drank yours, however / "symbiotic cycles" / Such dreary words / I hope things will get better / They will, you know? |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
10/3/2009 |
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Lori,
Your understanding of symbiosis is outstanding here, and your way of expression, the hard, deliberate punctuation slowing and pausing the reader, is perfect in the context, and the pain is real and felt.
John |
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| Reviewed by Sherry Heim |
10/3/2009 |
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Caught within the doldrums of a depressing reality...we strive to find a moment of comfort, only to know that we must let go if we ever want to truly live again. Shedding one's skin is painful at frist but ultimately it enables growth and liberation.
Wonderful writing.
Take care,
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| Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK |
10/3/2009 |
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Like I Always Write..Turn Walk Away And Do Not Never Look Back...
TRASK
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
10/3/2009 |
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Poignancy in these lines of reflection, Lori - very well penned.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
10/3/2009 |
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Ah ... introspection and a hint of sadness here.
"Moving on" is easier said than done.
Focusing ourselves on something that we love to do
can often dissipate or even eradicate that cloud
that at times settles around us.
Blessings poetess ...
r |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
10/3/2009 |
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| Like the subleties of this write, there is sadness but tempered by someone accepting reality and ready to get on with living...love the line "...green tea and lemon...no honey today" |
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| Reviewed by Joyce Bell |
10/3/2009 |
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| IT ESPECIALLY HAPPENS IN HARD MOMENTS...WE ARE DRIVEN TO THE REFUGE OF THE GIFT HE HAS PLACED INSIDE OF US...SEEMS THAT HEALING AND STRENGTH COMES FROM WRITING WORDS THAT FLOW AT THAT TIME AND WE'RE ABLE TO CLIMB UP OUT OF THAT HOLE AND GO ON...'CAUSE WE KNOW WE'RE GOING TO MAKE IT. THANK GOD FOR THE GIFT AND THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS WELL WRITTEN WORK THAT'S FILLED WITH HONEST EMOTIONS. BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS |
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| Reviewed by Peter Schlosser |
10/3/2009 |
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| Hmmm. Very painful, such a cycle. Nicely written. So how does one break the vicious cycle if they're all symbiotic? That's the hard part. Be good. |
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