Recent Reviews for Cryssa C
The Gravy Queen (Book) - 9/26/2012 1:31:25 PM|
It's in my library until I can get it on Kindle. Good luck. It sounds very interesting.
The Gravy Queen (Book) - 8/15/2008 1:00:42 PM
Good luck and all the best with your book.
The Gravy Queen (Book) - 8/15/2008 10:08:04 AM
Sounds like a book I'd love! If I could, I'd order me a copy; and so would Karla! Congrats on your new book, Cryssa!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
The Gravy Queen (Book) - 8/15/2008 10:00:47 AM
It sounds good. I think I might just get me a copy or two or three... or 85, because that's all we have left of the 300 we printed. As I told Rober Noonan yesterday, it's a good month for orphans. But we still have a ways to go. Don't forget to add a link to this page for http://www.piggyink.com
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 11/9/2009 6:27:54 PM
SAD...A LOT OF YEARS WASTED BECAUSE OF THE SELFISH WHIMS OF YOUR SIBLINGS...BUT GOD WAS IN THIS MATTER FROM THE BEGINNING AND YOU ARE NOW COMING INTO YOUR OWN...JUST WHEN HE WANTS YOU TO. YOUR SINGING WILL BE ENHANCED BY ALL YOUR LIVING AND YOUR LEARNING AND TRULY ALL WILL KNOW AND APPRECIATE... THE 'UNCAGED' BIRD THAT SINGS SO BEAUTIFULLY. A GREAT STORY THAT WAS THOROUGHLY ENJOYED.
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 11/8/2009 10:34:04 AM
Good story. Im glad you were finally able to feel comfortable with your voice. The thing that stood out for me in this story was the way in which our sisters impact us and can make us feel really bad or really great. Sisters are a beautiful thing and those of us who are lucky enough to be close with ours, have something special.
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 9/17/2009 6:44:13 AM
I confess along with the reviewer below, that I'm sorry for playing a selfish part in the escapade--and the bus scene as well. I saw a picture the other day, and was amazed at how much you looked like G.G. Wood. --Hope all the songbirds in your home sing long and loudly, and mingle your voices with the other beautiful things around you.
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 9/10/2009 6:38:19 AM
and I will say it again, I am sorry to have been so selfish, you know you got your vocal talents from mom. Love ya!
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 9/9/2009 7:33:18 AM
Wonderful story with a great lesson in it. well penned. It is powerful the effect that these statements can have upon us. We can carry them to the grave or we can slough them off like so much dander. That takes courage. Many have it and some wish to have it. I'm glad your sister told you the truth. Sing, sing, sing. Hugs, J'nia
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 9/8/2009 12:43:01 AM
It's amazing how words stick...no matter how many years ago they may have been said, some often stay with us forever.
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 9/8/2009 12:20:24 AM
But then, negativity is like a boomerang, it goes back to those that threw it when them least expect it.
Changing My Tune (Short Story) - 9/7/2009 10:01:51 AM
Wonderful write, Cryssa; very well penned! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Christmas Cards Helping Haiti (Article) - 4/6/2010 2:50:12 PM
You are an amazing person. Thank you for your interest in helping my native land.
May God bless you!
Christmas Cards Helping Haiti (Article) - 12/11/2009 8:33:28 PM
This is wonderful.
Christmas Cards Helping Haiti (Article) - 12/8/2009 11:23:55 AM
I'm impressed that 90 percent of your sales go to help the effort, Cryssa. As someone who has been involved in agriculture, I hope someone in Haiti is studying vegetation, and adding plants that can withstand the intense grazing of goats in that specific climate and soil...Jerry
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 11/9/2009 6:50:54 PM
A TOUCHING STORY OF THE THING THAT CANNOT BE STOPPED BECAUSE OF SEPARATION OR DISTANCE; L O V E. WHEN PEOPLE TRULY CARE FOR EACH OTHER, THEY ARE THERE FOR EACH OTHER NO MATTER HOW FAR THEY HAVE TO TRAVEL TO SHOW SUPPORT AND THEIR GENUINE FEELINGS AND RESPECT OF A DEAR DEPARTED ONE. I LOVED THIS STORY AND I AM SURE THAT GOD IS STILL BLESSING YOU AND YOUR EFFORTS ON BEHALF OF THE ORPHANAGE. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 11/9/2009 6:41:53 PM
ISN'T GOD WONDERFUL?! HE USED THE CHANGING OF THE SEASON TO BRING HEALING AND UNDERSTANDING TO YOUR ACHING HEART. I LOVED THIS WRITE. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 8/4/2009 1:15:33 PM
Dear Cryssa, I came across this great and touching article. Of course the feelings of rebirth, freshness, new life are always welcome and brighten our soul and our spirit. As always, I say
that doubt should not be in our thoughts. It is normal that sometimes even people of great faith and spirit feel low and sometimes need help from whomever can assist. We should not forget, we live on earth with a physical body which has different feelings than the soul or the spirit. We should always try to be patient and not to let different influences take over. I like your train of thought and I am confident that you will master these feelings and especially the stream of love which I always talk about. Love Emile
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 5/11/2009 4:05:36 PM
A beautifully written and very inspiring story. The loss of a child is so painful. I'm glad that Spring brings such comfort to your life. Very refreshing and heartfelt story.
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 4/14/2009 4:38:55 PM
What a wonderful heart felt story! I am so glad that you saw the beauty of spring even through your loss.God bless. I enjoyed this very much. Randy
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 4/10/2009 2:21:28 AM
The loss of a child, no matter from what circumstances, can make a hole in the parents heart that will never be closed.
Life goes, many Springs pass, fortitude and faith will help to soothe the pain, but in reality it is there, like the first day.
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 4/9/2009 8:00:19 PM
I am so sorry for your loss. Your recounting of the experience is courageous. You gift us with the knowledge of your personal pain here and enable us to share in your life, how it was, how you manage the memories and how you have grown since. Spring, the promise of new life. The crucifiction and resurrection again, hold the promise of new life. Our little ones wait for us on the other side and we can thank Christ for this. Many blessings, in Him, J'nia <> <
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 4/9/2009 4:31:42 PM
such sadness but such a beautiful thing that you can remember and focus on the renewal of the earth-a beautiful write
The Significance of Spring (Article) - 4/9/2009 2:57:18 PM
I am so sorry about Brenton's death, but we both know he has a new heart and rests in Jesus' Arms. And you are so right: spring does have a lot of significance, as this compelling write shows. Very well penned, Cryssa; you are ever in my prayers and thoughts!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :*(
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 2/10/2009 3:52:21 PM
You are truly blessed!
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 12/19/2008 6:56:11 PM
A wonderful story. Thanks for sharing. Good luck with the book.
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 10/21/2008 9:38:00 AM
I hope that by now, the book is turning out for you, Cryssa. I am uplifted by the types of people revealed in this article, you, Guesno, your parents, just everybody...Jerry
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 9/3/2008 8:40:03 PM
Dear Cryssa I am moved by your article about your book and its circumstances. Again I am Proud of you and hope that this book will bring you what you are expecting. Please count me among the first buyers and let me know how to order it. Love Emile
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 8/26/2008 10:19:22 AM
So proud of you and all that you achieved. What a tribute and how proud she must be. Love, Bonnie
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 7/27/2008 9:29:58 PM
I love the story, Cryss. Wednesday! Here's to Wednesday! --Charlie
The Gravy Queen (Article) - 7/25/2008 8:35:45 PM
"The Gravy Queen," sounds like a wonderful book and a beautiful tribute to your Mom. Good luck and much success.
Mourning Song (Poetry) - 6/14/2015 6:46:45 PM
A celebration of his life. Moving poem about you dear ole par being taken home in sweet dream songs of love.
Be gentle to yourself.
Mourning Song (Poetry) - 6/6/2015 8:53:39 PM
In While Your Write Is Beautiful
It Is Assumption!You Cannot Know Death
Truly Is Until -You- Do Die Dead Then Man (God)
Sends You Back Into This Evil World-I Have
4 N Ds Since Childhood-All Else Faith,Religion,
Bible Is Totally Irrelevant-You Either Go
Up Or You Go Down - Take Your Pick!
Mourning Song (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 9:05:56 AM
The white wing doves offer their mortal cry daily outside my door for all those lost the day before. Thank you for this poem in dedication to your father.
Mourning Song (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 4:09:47 AM
This poetry is as beautiful and natural as breath, dancing and free.
I'm so sorry for your loss! Blessings to you and your beloved father.
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 6/3/2015 12:04:45 PM
Your brown and green (very little green) poem is beautiful. You have made it a sad but endearing picture of an aging father. His story is rich and full, but he will never be forgotten or belittled.
Mourning Song (Poetry) - 6/3/2015 12:00:21 PM
Oh, Cryssa, this is wonderful!!! I am truly sorry your great loss, but for anyone who has been through the dying of a loved one, this is a precious poem. I will pray for you and your family.
Mourning Song (Poetry) - 6/3/2015 10:13:16 AM
This is special, Cryssa, very special indeed.
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/29/2015 6:30:48 PM
...balding of its greens locust tree rooted in a metaphor that connect nature's autumn landscape of falling leaves with human ageing process...seem to be slower this spring to re-new...such an uninteresting to the eye look...and there is a human mind...dealing with a grieving process...that needs to embrace the sorrow...pause...grow from the pain...and with courage move forward...with a sense of awareness...believe that everything happens for a reason...so that the "greens" start to grow...again....
Thank you Cryssa, for sharing your beautiful and meaningful verse.
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/29/2015 4:25:30 PM
I really empathised with your aging tree...
I hope everyone can still see his innate beauty...
I loved his rugged. Charm...
Great poem Cryssa...
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/27/2015 8:55:26 AM
Great personification of a tree still trying to maintain. I have a Japanese oak that is now near death and I had to lop off several of its branches last year giving room for new growth. I have a apricot tree that is always the last to produce leaves in the spring and has never bore fruit, blossoming only once or twice.
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 4:20:42 PM
Full of heart energy, and beauty, and resonance xo Christine
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 12:48:52 PM
Can't see to read.
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 10:47:17 AM
There's sap yet in that there tree. Refusing, transfusing, bemusing. --Charlie
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 10:43:54 AM
I have to help along my sickly tree. Will remove all the dead branches tomorrow, if it comes.
The Balding Locust Tree (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 10:29:51 AM
Dear Cryssa, As usual your poems are very much appreciated, and particularly in spring, which gives us all new hope and happiness. All the best to you and your family, Love Emile
Sometimes It Hits Me Like That (Poetry) - 5/18/2015 3:45:12 AM
This one really hits the Mark for me too...
Was my Mum's birthday on the 6th...
I recognise that feeling you describe only too well...
Sometimes It Hits Me Like That (Poetry) - 5/15/2015 1:03:53 PM
You reach depths of loving in such an effective and perfectly understated way.
I miss mine too and it comes on suddenly, like a refrain that surges, an inward clarity of absence that hits you just as you need her.
Sometimes It Hits Me Like That (Poetry) - 5/15/2015 7:24:23 AM
This one has a double whammy. A dish with a deep regret. Quite enticing, actually, in a sad sort of way.
Sometimes It Hits Me Like That (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 8:14:32 PM
Hi Cryssa a nice poem. Love Emile
Sometimes It Hits Me Like That (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 11:03:20 AM
Ahhh . . . Yeah, that is definitely one of "those" moments that can promote tears in your eyes.
Sometimes It Hits Me Like That (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 10:22:48 AM
Yes. And isn't it interesting that your body knows a date better than your cognitive brain? I mean, I feel so orphaned--like something's missing, and then it hits me too. It's Mom's birthday. Happy Birthday, Mom! I think I'm going to plant something in her honor today.
Lots of love, Charlie
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 8:58:23 AM
What a fond memory and wonderful poem to commemorate it. Your description of that beautiful evening sky as a confection is very unique and priceless.
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 4:53:18 AM
A sumptuous delight! Enjoyed thoroughly...
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 4:42:20 AM
Like a beautiful and intimate spiritual diary of a poem, Cryssa! Soft, fresh, new and so lovely.
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 1:54:09 PM
Uniquely delightful. The words are well blended with the imagery thus making the perfect setting of the, now named, jell-o peach. i think jello is what we call jam?
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 11:39:25 AM
This is so visual, Chryssa, and imaginatively so, stirring empathetic emotions which accord with your own. A lovely and well-crafted piece. xx
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 11:15:07 AM
I love his, Cryss. It reminds me of recent poppies and other warm and all-embrasive miracles. I especially love how soft and whispering this is. It reminds me of your poem "of flowers fair" where you say "...lips which wore the shade of summer's words/ that touched my heart like finger tips". That was breathlessly (breath fully?) wonderful. And this one has that same soft, wistful beauty. Such a gorgeous thing/memory of beauty. --Charlie
Jell-o Peach Cloud Supreme (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 8:07:15 AM
I almost missed reading the three remaining verses, there was so much space between the first and second verse. Ah, I see that you did edit your poem and deleted all those spaces.
Memories can beautiful, as are yours . .. Then again some are not so beautiful.
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 6/12/2014 11:15:47 AM
Deeply moving, Cryssa. The loss of a child is totally unimaginable to me but I have such a picture of the ambivalence and softness of these memories and pain through your emotion-laden and very visual words. Anniversaries are contrary things because, although another year has elapsed, you're suddenly taken right back into the sharp remembrances of the sequence of events that lead up to and away from the event. Poignant but rich with acceptance, too. Bless you, xx
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 6/11/2014 12:46:53 PM
So sad but beautifully spoken, as a glimpse into eternity and love itself. Blessings always, Chris
Stepping into Light (Poetry) - 5/5/2014 8:43:46 AM
How did I miss this beautiful offering last year? This is wonderful writing Cryssa...I love the transition from darkness and cloistered paths to the amazing and healing Light...
Your lines 'my dreams were tiny and petite--
My dreams of baby blue,
And now my dreams are filled with two--
These really touched my heart...
A sacred poem,
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 1/11/2014 12:01:15 PM
I have just discovered this absolutely beautiful poem Cryssa, which I entirely empathise with...
I hope all is well with you...
Stepping into Light (Poetry) - 4/25/2013 11:37:45 AM
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 4/25/2013 11:35:29 AM
such a lovely work.
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 4/24/2013 9:30:23 AM
A sad and wistful piece from deep in your heart.
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 4/24/2013 5:14:07 AM
Remembering the picture of health. --Aunt Cheryl
Springtime Snow (Poetry) - 4/23/2013 3:31:54 AM
very well penned thank you
Stepping into Light (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 2:30:27 AM
your faith can do just that
Stepping into Light (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 8:49:44 PM
Ooooo-- that bit about gripping the hand of night is gripping. Having dealt with a week full of death, weddings and babies, I get a full sense of this poem. It's a wonder how you can be depressed and excited at the same time, but that's just one of the wonders of life, I guess. Z and R are adorable. --Charlie
Stepping into Light (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 1:10:09 PM
What a beautiful poem toward wholeness, each stanza paving the way ~
So good to see you here!
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 11/10/2012 6:10:29 AM
Amen! this is my prayer for today. Thank you Cryssa!
Falling (Poetry) - 11/10/2012 6:09:44 AM
I resonate with this poem so much, I know exactly where this came from, but you will find your feet and when you do so will you find your wings.
Falling (Poetry) - 10/14/2012 12:28:58 AM
Emotionally resonant to any all who have fallen in one way or another, a beautiful poem and as always full of meaning. May you land softly and always have some one there to catch you
A Lighter Shade of Gray (Poetry) - 10/14/2012 12:25:32 AM
Wow, truly true the thousand shades of meaning in this poem, a good write
Falling (Poetry) - 10/10/2012 4:27:40 PM
Awesome writing, Cryssa; so good to see you here!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :)
Falling (Poetry) - 10/9/2012 2:45:27 PM
This is marvelously intense and also strangely beautiful, and so emotionally resonant with how I, too, have been feeling lately.
Falling (Poetry) - 10/9/2012 6:25:27 AM
I could interpret this two ways: you could be desperately falling in love with someone who does not love you or you could be falling out of life because of some tragedy or loss. Either way, I hope you find your wings and land softly.
Falling (Poetry) - 10/8/2012 11:27:00 AM
I want to put my arms out and catch you Cryssa! What a graceful plea. It is never easy to have to wonder if anyone would notice you're in trouble. The tiredness, the questioning all come through. Bless you, Sweetie, Be well, Kathy
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 10/4/2012 3:02:43 PM
Oh my goodness, how beautiful!!!! Bravo!!! I got goose bumps reading this poem/song! Your daughter is lucky to have you!
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 10/4/2012 2:51:01 AM
VERY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 10/2/2012 5:16:43 PM
An inspiring moment of poetic Grace, Cryssa! This is beautiful.
I'm so happy to read you again.
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 10/1/2012 4:56:26 PM
Dear Cryssa, Heavens are always open for hearts filled with love. Love, Emile
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 10/1/2012 12:14:18 PM
There is no doubt he is always near! This brought to my mind the scripture verse Romans 8:37 out of the New Way Bible years ago, Our Fears for today and worries about tomorrow, high above the sky or in the deepest ocean, nothing can separate us from the love of God demonstrated by our Lord Jesus Christ, who loved us and gave himself for us...
You moved me in your verses today, to a time I needed to hear this again in my minds eye!
Great read my friend!
Teresa M Walker
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 10/1/2012 11:18:18 AM
A most earnest and heartfelt prayer that stands as a testimonial of your faith. Thank you, Cryssa. Love and blessings to you,
Letting in the Light (Poetry) - 10/1/2012 11:01:47 AM
Indeed, "Let the blessings flow" Well done, Cryssa C!
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 1/25/2012 4:47:51 PM
A very touching and heart wrenching memorial...
Hugs and Love, Diana...
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 1/25/2012 4:45:13 PM
Your words touch my soul as always Cryssa...This is tender, loving work...
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 1/25/2012 4:42:46 PM
This is a lovely gentle poem which gives the exact feeling of its title...Delicious!
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/9/2011 4:17:27 PM
~Cryssa~ Windsongs the echoes of the wildflowers' score.
Lovely poem in nature rejoice. Ahna's voice is pristine.
A delight to listen.
Lady Mary Ann
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/5/2011 10:12:03 AM
Cryssa, both your words and Ahna's beautiful, serene performance have moved me to tears. She has a beauty that is both visible and spiritual and it's easy to see how and why she has come through her physical travails of the past year with such overcoming strength and grace. Thank you so much for the privelege of being able to share this with you. May you continue to make beautiful music together to the delight of many. xx
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/1/2011 6:48:02 PM
So authentic and generous and beautiful, just beautiful!!!
Please tell her what a gorgeous voice she has, and your lyrics are exquisite and full of a mother's love!
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/1/2011 1:17:48 PM
Dancing, singing and playing music with an attitude of gratitude as nature sings in harmony. Love this!
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/1/2011 4:06:33 AM
I still love how this song winds down. And after listening to some more of her performances on Youtube, I have to say that her rendition of Handel's "Come Unto Him" is the most understated and best sung of anyone's on there, bar none!
For our readers: Ahna had a mysterious illness the last year that nearly killed her, but she's come through it wonderfully, and looks very confident while she sings this song. So when you check out her blips, you'll note the gauntness of some of them, but those are from earlier; she's okay now. One little angel singing, always singing glad tidings of great joy. --Charlie
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/1/2011 1:49:18 AM
Beautiful song, Cryssa. Thank you for sharing.
Windsongs & Wildflowers (Poetry) - 12/1/2011 1:05:47 AM
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 11/28/2011 1:49:25 PM
like soft autumn rain--
still half-warm with remembrances
of summerís setting sun
so evocative and atmospheric, Cryssa, and the mood and tone conjured are a kind of happy-sad with a warm nostalgia and fondness. Beautiful lines of poetry to linger long over and not to be forgotten. xx
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 11/28/2011 7:26:01 AM
Light and lovely, yet penetrating. I love the rain mixed with sunlight. Lots of love. --Charlie
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 11/23/2011 4:31:45 PM
Beautiful writing, Cryssa; well done!
Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Gentle Wisp (Poetry) - 11/23/2011 5:47:58 AM
So tenderly profound ~ I'm teary, this is beatiful. I hope your father is still with you and well! I will see my father tomorrow, he will be 90 in the summer. How we both miss my mother, as I'm sure you do yours!
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 11/23/2011 2:50:33 AM
BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 11/22/2011 4:34:27 PM
Ah, Cryssa, so beautiful.
Softly Raining Thoughts (Poetry) - 11/22/2011 4:24:56 PM
Lyrical impressionism, this is just beautiful Cryssa!
Red Rock Canyon Waterfalls (Poetry) - 11/21/2011 2:09:11 PM
While your poem speaks of a particular place and time, I have internalized this as my life. The beauty of what was and the desire to have this peaceful beauty return to my life. You have given this heart much to consider, but still find peace and beauty if what was. Thank you for this poem. It means more to me than mere words can convey. God bless you.
Red Rock Canyon Waterfalls (Poetry) - 11/16/2011 2:13:30 PM
This seems to come from an overflow of the heart and soul, Cryssa, and, as Charlie says, seems profoundly earnest and sincere. The repeats of "red rims" makes me think of sleeplessness and tear-stained eyes which seems to be the prevailing mood here. Very strong images back up the emotion and the exclamation mark at the end is very well-earned. So lovely to read you again and thank you for your generosity of comment on my own pages. xx
Red Rock Canyon Waterfalls (Poetry) - 11/16/2011 9:44:38 AM
A beautifully flowing contemplative poem with absolutely luscious sonic elements!
Red Rock Canyon Waterfalls (Poetry) - 11/15/2011 1:24:25 PM
Wonderful writing, Cryssa; so good to see you here again! Welcome home; I've missed you! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Red Rock Canyon Waterfalls (Poetry) - 11/15/2011 6:55:06 AM
Overflowing with musicality, and something more--genuine earnestness. It's positively beautiful, Cryss, and I think, publishable. You should send it off in quest of print.
Fly, little poem, fly... --Charlie
Red Rock Canyon Waterfalls (Poetry) - 11/14/2011 5:01:36 PM
such a loss of beauty--your writing, however, lovely
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 10/18/2011 11:44:27 AM
Such a lovely thought.
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 10/18/2011 11:43:27 AM
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 7/8/2011 4:37:51 PM
As I was reading, the first thing I thought of, was that colors and painting mean love in this poem. Colorful abundance of love that stays forever.
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 6/7/2011 7:35:47 AM
This is breathtaking, Cryssa. I can feel all the emotion you have for your mother, your missing her, and your knowing she watches over you as you see her and her beautiful paintings in the heavens. Such a lovely tribute for your dear mother's birthday. Just beautiful! Hugs, Elizabeth
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/21/2011 7:09:37 AM
Very lovely indeed sweet lady...Hugsss
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/15/2011 7:37:54 AM
Dear Cryssa, I am pleased to see your work again. It is a very nice poem and I like these two lines especially:
"extracting memories from my heart
and moisture from my eyes"
Well done. Love Emile
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/15/2011 6:33:19 AM
Cryssa, Beautiful tribute to your mom! She will live on forever in your heart and her paintings! Take care, Chessly
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/15/2011 5:28:50 AM
This is so beautiful! A fine tribute!
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 6:24:52 PM
This was a wonderful and sweet, never mind beautiful, tribute to your mother, the artist.
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 5:47:52 PM
your understanding of your mother's expression,
of her art, is splendid, and you rejoice, rightly,
in her talent and achievements, her colour.
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 2:58:41 PM
(I had to look up the word "tyro")--how's that for a confession? What I appreciate most about this poem, is that it does capture the nastalgia of family room light, the smell of oil paint and terpentine, and the colors-colors-COLORS. I remember she wanted to paint our new house in strong colors--don't be afraid of strong colors. (My walls are all white). See, this is what I need in my life: More color-- more MAMA! (I think you should capitalize that word). I also like how you can see her paintings in the sky. I like to view the sky through a painter's eye too-- (not that I'm much of a painter, but you know what I mean). I enjoyed the memories and the view. Love ya too. --Charlie
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 1:10:51 PM
Beautiful tribute to your mom, Cryssa; very nice!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. ;D
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 11:16:13 AM
Beautiful connection through her paintings translated to your heart. Her being lives on in her paintings...her herilooms passed on to you to hang proudly where you can see the results of her passion. We as painters of portraits, landscapes, seascapes or differing scenes leave our imprint and those outlive us to almost forever in the hearts of those who love(d) us.
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 11:07:04 AM
oh ilove this and love thinking how putting down these words gave you comfort and knowing
Sky Painting (Poetry) - 5/14/2011 10:55:11 AM
What powerful lines of poetry!
This is a magnificent way to connect with your mother!
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 5/1/2011 3:25:42 AM
So very heart-wrenching. Yet so very unique. Even rain causes memories in floods. Such strong visuals, one can feel it's written straight from the soul!
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/28/2011 12:40:11 PM
"Stars wept for you tonight"...what an image! The kind of rain you speak of here does not fall softly upon the skin, but rather, each drop feels like a burning fire--the pain of loss, of separation. I think it is beautiful the image of your loved one crying for missing you, but also the depth of emotion in this piece goes right to the heart and soul. A graceful expression of pain. My sympathy to you, Cryssa. ~Hugs, Elizabeth
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/27/2011 9:50:01 AM
A most compelling and soul-reaching write, Cryssa. Love and best wishes to you,
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/24/2011 6:49:49 AM
Stars blown like candles, tears like rain that poured down on the roof... beautiful imagery of those essential elements (the stars, air, water) that represent the inner movement of feelings. The strength of lasting memories and bonds.
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/22/2011 1:09:08 PM
This is painfully sweet,so beautifully and tenderly written!
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/22/2011 1:05:37 PM
Such a beautiful poem, I could feel the longing to be together again, had tears in my eyes. God bless. Baz
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/19/2011 10:40:22 AM
so heart felt and heart rending-beautiful :(
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/19/2011 7:27:17 AM
"Death cannot stop true love; all it can do is delay it for a while." --The immortal Westly
Sounds like the sky was tailor-made for you. Happy Birthday, little angel. I love you. --Aunt Char
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/19/2011 5:03:44 AM
Deeply touching, beautifully penned Cryssa.
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/18/2011 3:10:25 PM
This is a well crafted work, Cryssa,
poignant and deeply evocative;
fine fine writing.
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/18/2011 1:10:10 PM
Beautiful poetry, Cryssa; so great to see you here again! I've missed you! Hope you are doing well!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn.
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/18/2011 12:40:00 PM
What a gorgeously intimate witness to the pain, so utterly moving and well-crafted. xx
Blowing Out Stars (Poetry) - 4/18/2011 11:06:34 AM
Wow- what beautiful deep feeling poetry.
Thanks for sharing.
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 3/29/2011 2:25:59 AM
Oh this is so beautiful!...how interesting to read how our minds perceive so many things, and all so differently depending on our life experiences, personalities etc...and yours is especially interesting Cryssa...I LOVED this...(Purple is my favourite colour too...)
Love and Hugs, Diana...
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 3/29/2011 2:21:41 AM
I love this comparison of Nature and Life Cryssa...like the sun...always there, even when hidden beneath the clouds...This is just what I needed to read today..thank you!
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 1/25/2011 12:55:41 PM
How refreshing this write is
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/25/2011 12:54:38 PM
such a lovely work
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 1/25/2011 12:53:41 PM
a very lovely write
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/24/2011 6:15:31 PM
I feel calmer just reading this... Nice.
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/24/2011 1:51:30 PM
One of those reasons...is it is never too late to celebrate life in all its stages. Beautiful write.
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/19/2011 1:28:07 PM
Love the "now you see me, now you don't" of this bubbling little write, Cryssa. Joy travels underground and comes up beaming! :)) Have been thinking about you and Charlie and Haiti a lot these days... Must look in on SionFonds for an update... xxx
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/19/2011 6:31:15 AM
joy all ready to be there.......enjoyed! Morgan
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 7:17:12 PM
Lively spirit here. Enjoyed. Liz
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 3:47:44 PM
Indeed, hope may seem lost, yet it is only hidden from view. Beneath all the superficial lies quietude, hope and joy.
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 1:56:49 PM
Lovely as always sweet lady..stay safe and well..Hugss
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 11:46:59 AM
lovely and happy!
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 10:49:23 AM
Sweet reflection, full of hope!
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 10:07:29 AM
I love this poem! I especially like your use of winter as a vivid picture of how our life continues to thrive in spite of appearances to the contrary. Your poem's form compliments its message well,Cryssa.
May the joy that you write of, keep filling your heart, in Christ!
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 9:58:07 AM
Really loved this. I could see the bubbles.
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 9:14:24 AM
Cryssa, a very cool and bubbly write...very well done.
Joy Bubbles (Poetry) - 1/18/2011 9:14:07 AM
Cryssa! So good to see you here; I've missed you! Welcome home! Wonderful to read you again! Well penned!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 11/2/2010 9:05:58 AM
Where love has been, its colors never fade, even though sometimes they feel muted -- a bright shade still exists. So nice to be reading you again, too, Cryssa. Wonderfully written, with heart, as always! ~Hugs, Elizabeth
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/10/2010 11:14:43 AM
Your colors blended so perfectly with your thoughts in this beautifully crafted poem, Cryssa!
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/8/2010 3:43:50 AM
this is beautiful indeed!
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/7/2010 4:13:14 PM
This is so lovely and filled with images of color like the northern lights, or the rainbow. I wakened to pitch black mornings waiting for the dawn to come. I have risen to a multicolored morning, where orange, red, and yellow were mixed together to make an artist want to paint. But we are all artists, aren't we, because we paint with our words, so the reader can see. And this is exactly what you have done. We have seen the Purple Morn, that you set before our eyes. Or do I need another cup of coffee? LOL. Just kidding, Cryssa, this is a wonderful poem.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister Barbie.
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/7/2010 6:51:37 AM
Beautiful writing sweet lady..enjoyed..stay safe and well..Hugss
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/7/2010 5:31:26 AM
Colorful words bringing hope. And no, dreams are never dead. Good poem.
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/6/2010 9:35:36 PM
What beautiful words of inspiration, Cryssa.
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/6/2010 8:35:52 PM
Dreams are never dead, just temporarily shelved. What an inspirational piece to share...
Be always safe,
Purple Morn (Poetry) - 10/6/2010 6:49:17 PM
Dear Cryssa, It is a great day seeing you again in our website. Particularly, writing as before, such a nice poem and again with the spirited colors. "Dreams are not dead, though they may sleep" they are again with you. Love Emile
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 10/4/2010 9:55:00 AM
Beautiful writing sweet lady.. I love the rain as well..take care always OK..Hugss
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 10/3/2010 6:46:45 AM
Very well done indeed sweet lady enjoyed very much..take care OK..Hugsss
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 10/1/2010 10:59:26 AM
Cryssa, this is wonderful, life-cherishing poetry~
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 12:44:21 PM
The burden of our ego, sometimes mistaken for freedom, is much more dangerous for our mental/spiritual integrity than the little sacrifice made to accomplish beautiful things. Interesting thoughts in this piece...
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 10:22:46 AM
That Great Surgeon up in Heaven can seamlessly straighten all kinds of scolisis-of-the-mind (and of-the-will as well). I know he guides those less-great surgeons' hands as well.
A kiss to both you & (+)ie. --Aunt Cher
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 3:45:53 AM
such a well written metaphoric poem
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 2:25:32 AM
Compelling poem and intriguing title; it drew me in. Excellent writing, Cryssa; hope you and your family are well!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 2:05:11 AM
Well composed poem, Cryssa
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 1:25:34 AM
Laying things in God's hands takes them off our backs if we have faith.
Scoliosis of the Mind (Poetry) - 9/29/2010 12:31:54 AM
Cryssa, I like the title, what you have to say and where you go with this.
Ash Lamp (Poetry) - 9/28/2010 8:50:33 PM
thought provoking read
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 9/28/2010 8:48:12 PM
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 9/5/2010 7:58:31 PM
How did you work this out, Cryssa? It must have taken so much
time and patience! Looks perfect, and the parent tree's grief
is a brilliant touch.
K U D O S !!!!!
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/31/2010 6:50:17 AM
A nice Concrete poem, Cryss. The stronger part, as in real life, is the coniferous segment. The last part of the poem, from "-For" on, is strongest of all.
Lots of color in your ever-ever greens. A beautiful analogy that goes wrong somewhere in thinking of your own children, but then comes back again full-force when contemplating the deciduous nature of us all, knowing we're evergreens, and yet perpetually falling just the same. Yet, unlike these soon-crumbling leaves, our stems never really do let go entirely from the mother tree, do they? Somehow those withering limbs find life returning them to green every once in a good spring while. --Charlie
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 8/31/2010 6:38:20 AM
I remember rushing into the house, "MOM! There's a HUGE asparagus in the middle of your yucca plant!" Mom said it was just a flower, but when I kept insisting, she came out with me to see it. I know now it wasn't my insistence that drew her out. She so loved to see the miracle of blooming things. And there's something wholesomely magic with this particular bloom, the plant itself being so mundane-looking, yet its bloom so gorgeous.
Good write, Cryss. I can smell it from here. --Charlie
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/25/2010 2:17:49 AM
Wonderful perspective, written in your unique Cryssa style!
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 8/18/2010 3:07:08 PM
Good imagery. I know what you mean. Them old babies are a pleasure to behold..........Jerry
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 8/18/2010 3:04:23 PM
Way to say it, Cryssa. Sometimes in a place like a shopping center I like to people watch, and think each body is a shell housing a human shell. We have very little to do with the shell we are put in other than basic health care and grooming, but we have much to do with the attitudes we will develop as a result of being in that shell. Personally I may resemble a coconut, hard and hairy on the outside, milky within.........Jerry
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 8/18/2010 3:00:21 PM
Very sweet and poignant with memory and the physical reality of what a yucca is like Cryssa. Well done. Now you have me thinking of my mother........Jerry
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/18/2010 2:58:03 PM
How nice it is to be back, and to read such an offering from you Cryssa. As you probably have surmised, I've been off AD dealing with my own contemplations. This is such a great allegory using a tree and leaves for the feelings of a parent seeing children move on--they fall, and go through things we never expected for them--why couldn't they have been the evergreen of our expectations...Jerry
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/13/2010 10:05:56 PM
I agree and echo Elizabeth's words. A wonderful and easy to read poem with great tempo. I like the form of the poem too, and that the evergreen thinks it will loves its leaves (needles). You have really written one that could mean this for humans too. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister Barbie.
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/12/2010 11:46:17 AM
Beautiful use of metaphor, Cryssa ... empty nest syndrome strikes at the heart, human or evergreen ... I like your use of color for added effect. Nicely done. ~Hugs, Elizabeth
Water Falls (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:50:23 AM
This is priceless. Could see the waterfall in the write.
Ash Lamp (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:49:26 AM
I remember that happening to my son. He wanted to dim the light from a lamp and it started the cloth on fire. Good work
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:46:44 AM
Soft, sweet and lovely write
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:45:51 AM
This is a lovely tribute to your son
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:44:55 AM
Brava!! I have often talked just this way to everyone I can. Look inside a person and dont judge least ye be judged.
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:42:59 AM
A lovely write.
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/11/2010 5:41:39 AM
How lovely!! this is such a great write.
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/10/2010 1:42:44 PM
This is irresistable!!
Both the poem and the advice, and also your artisic presentation!
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/10/2010 11:59:10 AM
Beautiful write, Cryssa; well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/10/2010 11:53:51 AM
I LOVE THIS!! :)) Such a beautiful, brilliant capture, Cryssa, and you have crafted your thoughts and creative inspiration so well. Unique and very well done. This will stay with me. Thank you! :)) xx
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/10/2010 9:30:42 AM
Thank you for sharing this unique perspective, Cryssa. Love and best wishes,
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/10/2010 9:07:29 AM
Never thought of a tree having feelings..this is so interesting. Really enjoyed.
Autumn in the Soul (Poetry) - 8/10/2010 7:51:40 AM
Oh this is such fun to read. Very nice, for sure. Thank you, J'nia
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 8/3/2010 1:31:12 PM
I love the interlinking language and cascade of thoughts here, Cryssa, which suit your form very well. This is tender as tendrils yet sturdy with resiliance! The timelessness of the plant as it blooms has the ability to transport us back in both time and place, making precious memories as vivid as an experience in the here and now. Lovely merger of feeling with sense. Long may that yucca continue in her life of renewed colour and fond remembrances. xx
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 7/29/2010 7:10:00 AM
Cryssa - Loved the way this poems revolves memories, longing and personality around the image of the yucca bloom. - David
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 7/21/2010 7:02:59 AM
Flowers on both our minds, Cryssa -- this is gorgeous. You captured its (her) essence in beautifully imaged verse -- thank you. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 7/21/2010 6:55:37 AM
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 7/21/2010 5:25:11 AM
Beautiful comparison of a flower to a mother. So appropriate. Great write.
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 7/21/2010 1:09:17 AM
This is lovely, Cryssa.
Yucca Bloom (Poetry) - 7/21/2010 12:24:44 AM
A delightful poem.
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/19/2010 7:12:06 AM
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/18/2010 8:48:24 PM
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/18/2010 5:53:40 AM
So true..well done indeed..Hugsss
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/18/2010 12:47:14 AM
Hi Cryssa, thanks for your comment on my article. As you know, I tend to pop in and out of AD, but it brought a smile to see your words. This poem rings clear and true. Peace to you,
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/17/2010 12:25:40 PM
Cryssa...it's always a joy to read your work. This is a sad one speaking of unfair bigotry and stupidity, but even so a blessing to read as you share your righteous thoughts. The wounds of your mother-heart are so open; they must hurt so much.
I know you give your children all the love and wise teaching that will help them withstand the ill treatment of the uncaring. The greatest triumph would be for them to grow up to be like you.
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/17/2010 6:53:59 AM
Here, here, or hear, hear. So glad to read you again. I agree with your sentiments. So well penned. Hugs, J'nia
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/17/2010 5:02:41 AM
your words are right on!
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/17/2010 12:09:28 AM
Amen, Cryssa! And it's so nice to see you writing again!
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/16/2010 5:26:52 PM
"Equality wasn't meant for those who don't fit in!!"...It makes me so angry hearing someone speak against that idea, especially due to concerns about their own comfort. But when everyone else, even if they are younger in age, is so accepting and loving of differences it makes me want to cry sometimes out of joy:)The opportunities and blessings that come from having her as a sister are worth everything to me. I just wish everyone could see how blessed they are to know her and be able to spend time with her.
Luv you Mom
The Comfort of Exclusionism (Poetry) - 7/16/2010 12:49:27 PM
Dear Cryssa, Nice to see you again on authorsden. What you wrote here, I feel it to my bone. I lived with people who told us we are not the same and many of us had to die. I even threw an object on my teacher who said we are no longer existing. But we should be strong and ignore any human beings who are forgetting that we are the children of God. Love Emile
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 6/22/2010 12:44:24 AM
This is so lovely, Cryssa.
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 5/15/2010 7:59:07 PM
A tribute to your son and your family. amen
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 5/1/2010 7:42:07 AM
And are eternal. Very beautiful poem imbued with love and hope. J'nia
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 5/1/2010 7:34:43 AM
So tender and cherishing. Nicely penned. Hugs, J'nia
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 5/1/2010 1:48:41 AM
Now, if the boy would bow to his mother...that smile will worth a lifetime!
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 4/30/2010 5:51:04 PM
this is so lovely and full of a mother's love-and, thsnk you so much for your reviews and for taking the time to review my work-peace to you
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 4/30/2010 2:56:49 PM
Oh Cryss, I love this. This is your very best, and it is a treasure to be treasured. I just remember all those "fussies" under the linoleum. He's come a very long way. --Cher
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 4/30/2010 8:27:31 AM
Dear Cryssa, only a mother can write such a poem. Very nice and happy birthsday to your son. Love Emile
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 4/30/2010 6:29:51 AM
Lovely poem, Cryssa
Half-Cocked (Poetry) - 4/30/2010 6:08:14 AM
This made me smile. Words of pride kinda jump off the page. Good write!
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 4/29/2010 7:14:19 AM
and a very sweet and gentle rain this is. ...rain, rain, rain...
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 4/29/2010 3:53:45 AM
beautiful, tender and emotional, you wrap the reader in those emotions and tears are thusly formed-so sorry for the sorrow
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 4/29/2010 2:12:05 AM
With the sound of gentle sobs...
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 4/28/2010 9:33:12 PM
Beautiful prayer for such a loss and how the heartache never seems to go away. Never to be forgotten, God bless...
Be always safe,
Gentle Rain (Poetry) - 4/28/2010 8:07:53 PM
Heartfelt and sorrowful, flowing thoughts in the rain. Excellent.
Be Well, Carin'