Recent Reviews for D. L. Vegas
Shooting From the Hip (Short Story) - 1/11/2011 3:40:25 PM|
I have to agree with Fee, and think of all the individuals with different personality disorder's whom went miss diagnosed. Be thankful, you have the answers now. Also, I enjoyed the write. Best wishes to you...
Shooting From the Hip (Short Story) - 1/20/2010 5:00:39 AM
Sadly all too many people were written off, kicked out of families, locked away or worst because so little was known about mental illness. Glad you survived.
Recommend: The Courage to Heal (Article) - 6/10/2010 6:13:03 PM
Thank you for sharing this important information. Love and peace to you,
Recommend: The Courage to Heal (Article) - 1/22/2010 10:17:48 AM
Sounds as you suggest like a book we all should read and learn from.
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/23/2015 7:47:49 AM
Sad, harsh, real; a good reminder, Deborah. Love and best wishes,
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/23/2015 7:06:12 AM
We sociopaths & psychopaths have a private group call "The Paths"...believe it or disbelieve, but always be very afraid...-e-
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/23/2015 3:44:52 AM
I used to watch shows like "Handsome Devils" and "A Stranger In My Home". Some
murderers do not have ugly faces, they are the handsome ones, the quiet ones, and the ones that looks like "The boy next dooe". They get you when you're least expecting it. We all (both women and men, have to be careful when making new friends.
This is a good reminder to us all!
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/22/2015 11:41:04 PM
We work for em.. Most of them are CEO's..
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/22/2015 9:47:39 PM
Wise advice. Follow those instincts that raise the red flags.
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/22/2015 8:44:05 AM
I found that following Ron's advice is what took my fear away. Yes, sociopaths are most definitely around us.
Be Very Afraid... (Poetry) - 8/22/2015 8:23:34 AM
Wise advice. But being merely afraid will not solve the problem. I would think that one would try to steer clear of those that seem too good to be true. So often, the fearful who are hurt do not come forward until it's too late. It takes courage to overcome fear and do what's right. Turn them in to the proper authorities.
Instinctive Survival (Poetry) - 8/22/2015 3:08:10 AM
Instinctive survival is why we're still here..
Instinctive Survival (Poetry) - 8/21/2015 4:43:55 PM
Survival brings out the absolute best in us. Most of us rise to the occasion and take care of business and learn from it.
Instinctive Survival (Poetry) - 8/21/2015 2:31:10 PM
The instinct foe survival is not only in humans, it is in the nature as well. If the nature has a voice, it would be crying in agony now, considering how much of it has been destroyed already by the insensitive humans.
Instinctive Survival (Poetry) - 8/21/2015 1:46:41 PM
Sometimes that is all that carries us.
Instinctive Survival (Poetry) - 8/21/2015 11:42:10 AM
Save it and use it next time you have to deal with the human animal in cities rather than Nature...-e-
Instinctive Survival (Poetry) - 8/21/2015 10:54:20 AM
I suppose that without that instinct to survive, creatures living today would not be here. Too bad humans have such a destructive nature. Thank you for sharing, Deborah. Love and best wishes,
Our Encounter (Poetry) - 8/21/2015 7:39:33 AM
Never had one of those. But you make it sound delectable.
Don't Hurry Sundown... (Poetry) - 8/20/2015 11:19:19 AM
I am intimate with the feelings that you express through the verses of your poem. Love and best wishes,
Our Encounter (Poetry) - 8/20/2015 11:18:16 AM
Succinctly powerful in meaning and emotion expressed. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,
Don't Hurry Sundown... (Poetry) - 8/20/2015 8:36:28 AM
Taking it all in while it lasts…
Don't Hurry Sundown... (Poetry) - 8/19/2015 4:25:08 PM
This is so sweet! Thank you for sharing!
Don't Hurry Sundown... (Poetry) - 8/19/2015 11:58:45 AM
I know the feeling you write of where you wish there was no time or space. "Don't hurry sundown..." is right on!
Don't Hurry Sundown... (Poetry) - 8/19/2015 11:37:05 AM
Ahhh . . . Unfortunately, for the most part, love consumes us and then conspires against us, then, many times near the end . . . it savages us.
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/19/2015 6:15:53 AM
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/18/2015 1:03:24 PM
Most never intend to walk the walk. Speeches look good on paper and sound good to the blind... Hummmm sounds like a poem to me?
I like what you said, Ron. Love ya.
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/18/2015 6:45:35 AM
We have to listen to the talk because it portends the walk. I was told that in small groups those that talk the most are given leadership, right or wrong. Once talkers have a platform like a national network, they like to monopolize it as much as possible. The gullible then fall in to their talk, largely because of repetition. Politicians are the most dangerous because, when elected and they find out that they cannot just dictate their wishes, they resort to underground tactics that really mess up the walk.
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/18/2015 4:04:37 AM
Listen to the one's who are silent...they are thinking of ways to make things better.
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/18/2015 2:53:11 AM
Most politicians just talk the talk, but no action in sight. That is why the Americans need someone who can put words into action. The U.S. is now TOTALLY SERIOUSLY in debts, if not corrected, the U.S. will eventually belong to other countries and there will not be America anymore, you can seriously see what is happening. People are trashing the American flag, and the American heritages. Whether you believe it or not, the Americans are in serious trouble if nothing is put to correct this. No more politicians who just talk and do nothing to correct this! Elect someone who will put words into action, and take back America!!!!
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/18/2015 12:34:59 AM
True Fact! many of us just talk and talk while we lack the ability to correct or do the wright thing. I love this poem.
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/17/2015 6:26:18 PM
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/17/2015 5:50:32 PM
Yes, we can. . . walk the walk, work the work, and outfit the outfit that time is in our favour. Cheers, alex
Talk the Talk (Poetry) - 8/17/2015 5:28:22 PM
Points well made through your words, Deborah. Thank you! Love and best wishes,
Wild One (Poetry) - 8/13/2015 10:37:57 AM
Sad poem.... but I LOVE THIS: It took five years of realization, I ruined what I had with you........... ''When I looked into the mirror,your face was always there''------- BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Wild One (Poetry) - 8/8/2015 11:13:41 AM
Such a graceful poem here, with grounded acceptance.
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/29/2015 3:33:35 PM
Sounds so familiar. I can hear the regret. Why did it take so long. Not the right time? Wasn't ready. I reallyllike this poem and the way you handled regret. Great job.
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/28/2015 4:22:40 AM
This is sad.. It took 5 years before you reliaze one's importance.. You really wouldn't know ones worth until it's gone..
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/27/2015 4:43:51 AM
I really like, "wild ones," but they often become destructive. And then they're not very nice to be around. Your obsession has played out for a long time in your poetry. Hopefully someday your wild nature will be tamed in happiness.
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/26/2015 2:27:16 PM
It is obsession that can smother that which a person loves the most. A good lesson here.
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/26/2015 12:34:49 PM
These things happen sometimes and one does not even realize what one is doing. I think a lot of us can relate, Deborah. Love and best wishes,
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/26/2015 11:13:51 AM
The thing of it is, is that you got what you wanted as long as its not too late...enjoy it...-e-
Wild One (Poetry) - 7/26/2015 9:43:45 AM
We do like to waste our time playing those silly game, is that not right?
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/24/2015 6:17:22 AM
What an interesting view, and as usual full of many meanings in so few words...great write!
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/23/2015 7:52:39 AM
On a clear day, you can see forever.
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/23/2015 12:01:40 AM
A fog makes one appreciate what can't be seen all the more. Great life lesson here.
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/22/2015 4:20:31 PM
I find my life getting foggy of late too, though I attributed it to the fact of my many acid trips and other drugs I did partake of...after all, drugs may not be the best way to enlightenment, but it is the scenic route... <smile> -e-
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/22/2015 11:26:32 AM
Nothing is ever plain sailing, is it? I guess the fog makes the clear days with expanded vision all that more precious and enjoyable. Nicely done, Deborah. xx
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/22/2015 11:09:05 AM
a pinpoint observation in a Petri-dish, D.L. . . yes, it is best to stay where you are, as the wiser way to follow the worldly changes is to be unchangeable oneself. Your beautiful illustration tells me the day is going to be hot, . . you have nothing to worry about; a nice song of yours. Cheers, alex
Fog Rolls In (Poetry) - 7/22/2015 10:40:16 AM
. . . and that is exactly how your life can deal with what is given it, and condenses it, making it easier for you . . .
All of my Life (Poetry) - 7/20/2015 9:46:02 AM
fear can ve a death knoll.
The Midnight Hour (Poetry) - 7/19/2015 2:24:16 PM
I agree with Jerry; nothing like it.
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/15/2015 8:36:58 PM
A great line to keep in mind. It's right up there with "this too shall pass."
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/13/2015 7:59:13 AM
I sure hope so, Deborah. Thank you for sharing your uplifting verses. Love and best wishes to you,
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/13/2015 6:51:07 AM
I'm ready and looking forward to it… Let's do it!
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/13/2015 6:08:37 AM
Like George says but with a little more gusto, I DAMN WELL HOPE SO...-e-
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/13/2015 5:30:02 AM
One day at a time I believe this is true.
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/12/2015 5:57:47 PM
The Best is Yet to Come (Poetry) - 7/12/2015 5:15:38 PM
When our way gets weary, we know in our hearts the best is yet to come.
Love and blessings,
All Things Are Possible (Poetry) - 7/10/2015 2:13:32 PM
I think God gives us the wherewithal to help ourselves by the resources at our disposal.
All Things Are Possible (Poetry) - 7/10/2015 12:08:00 PM
How right you are you only need to ask
All Things Are Possible (Poetry) - 7/10/2015 11:29:41 AM
I'm convinced that God doesn't fix things.
That's our purpose in being here.
Some things fix themselves: rain cleans and restores
Sunshine helps things grow,
Otherwise, we are on our own.
All Things Are Possible (Poetry) - 7/10/2015 10:49:11 AM
God and I don't see eye to eye. I manage on my own, been doing it a long time. Not always successful, but . . .
All Things Are Possible (Poetry) - 7/10/2015 10:42:31 AM
Young lady, I sincerely hope so as I think God is not happy with me...-e-
All Things Are Possible (Poetry) - 7/10/2015 10:36:27 AM
You are so right. Every word of what you have written is so very right! 'Love it.
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 9:35:38 AM
The impact says it all.
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 9:09:59 AM
And it had nothing to do with the color of eyes? ;-)
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 9:06:54 AM
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 7:39:28 AM
Yep. Spontaneous happening . . . You betcha!
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 7:37:21 AM
Short and simple; makes the impact it needs though.
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 7:34:36 AM
There ya go!
Both Knew... (Poetry) - 7/9/2015 7:32:33 AM
short and sweet.
We Are All Beautiful (Poetry) - 7/4/2015 1:09:55 PM
It's hard to tell that to someone who doesn't have a date to the junior prom. There is something in our genetic makeup that attracts us to beauty. Sometimes it's opposite beauty from our own. But it works when there is freedom of choice available to those that seek a beauty of their own.
Meaningful (Poetry) - 7/4/2015 6:32:00 AM
Imagery is great.
We Are All Beautiful (Poetry) - 7/4/2015 5:29:06 AM
Yes we are D L it is hidden within all
All one has to do is discover it and release it
From the heart and soul
Love and peace be with you
We Are All Beautiful (Poetry) - 7/3/2015 1:28:57 PM
I concur. "Everything is beautiful in it's own way......"...this song came to mind. I always loved it and I love your poem.
We Are All Beautiful (Poetry) - 7/3/2015 8:41:31 AM
Ahhh . . . Yes indeed, everybody is beautiful and we should . . . er . . . I'm sorry, but look at him . . . Ever heard the expression "Ugly as sin?" . . . That's that guy . . . Uh . . . . What was we talking about? Oh. Everybody is beautiful . . . Whoops! Did you get a look at her? Even her uglies have uglies. Ever heard the expression . . .
We Are All Beautiful (Poetry) - 7/3/2015 8:26:08 AM
I agree and it should be shared
Her Meaning... (Poetry) - 7/2/2015 11:13:49 PM
I understand it as my mother always called me stinky, especially after I came back from fishing or playing in the salt marshes...-e-
Her Meaning... (Poetry) - 7/1/2015 2:02:31 PM
Oh, she probably just needed some "alone" time. As a mother and grandmother, I find her comment rather hysterical!
Her Meaning... (Poetry) - 7/1/2015 10:11:27 AM
Heh.Heh I wonder if even she did.
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/30/2015 9:35:17 PM
Love can be a struggle,
But there are times that are fun,
Like when we have a loving snuggle...-e-
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/30/2015 4:47:45 PM
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/30/2015 7:38:17 AM
It's the climb that matters. But oh, when we reach the mountaintop! Marshmallow clouds forever.
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/30/2015 5:47:54 AM
I love the lines, "As sunsets colors
Splash against marsh mellow clouds"
Such a lovely poem of heartfelt love!
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/30/2015 3:16:29 AM
Meaningful is the keyword here for sure. Sunrises and sunsets are gold in the eyes of lovers, as your poem points out in a vivid way. Excellent writing . . .
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 10:06:17 PM
I love a good sunset and a good sunrise on a clear day. I love a good poem and yours hit a "Home Run" with me today.
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 9:15:07 PM
Only way to have a romance with meaning
Meaningful (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 6:31:26 PM
Sunsets, sunrise- doesn't matter, always romantic and inspires beautiful things!
Why God Made Woman (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 12:35:10 PM
Very true and spot on!
Peace love and light
Why God Made Woman (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 7:25:57 AM
beautifully written Deborah
I know what you mean, I can't live
Love and peace be with you
Why God Made Woman (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 6:46:24 AM
Wonderful advice! I'm saving this one.
Why God Made Woman (Poetry) - 6/29/2015 6:28:54 AM
"For a woman questions everything" . . . Hah! You flat-out got that right . . .
Always in the Moment (Poetry) - 6/28/2015 1:32:47 PM
What a wonderful way to look at time. The beauty lies within.
Always in the Moment (Poetry) - 6/28/2015 9:49:50 AM
Exceptional visionary thoughts
Always in the Moment (Poetry) - 6/28/2015 9:20:30 AM
Eh . . . Interesting thoughts here . . . Positive ones too . . .
We Follow Her Cues (Poetry) - 6/27/2015 4:13:25 PM
Enjoyed this, young lady...-e-
We Follow Her Cues (Poetry) - 6/27/2015 3:48:44 PM
Each one offers us something new.
We Follow Her Cues (Poetry) - 6/27/2015 12:25:11 PM
You have described the changing seasons so beautifully! Yes, Mother Nature does call the shots.
We Follow Her Cues (Poetry) - 6/27/2015 10:17:26 AM
The seasons in a flash. I smelled every one. Some sweet with fragrance and some better with cold. May we never grow old.
We Follow Her Cues (Poetry) - 6/27/2015 8:59:44 AM
Yeah you're right, Deborah, Mother Nature is absolutely in control and we mere humans do our best to adapt.
Swept Away (Poetry) - 6/26/2015 1:27:53 PM
Love knows no distance.
Swept Away (Poetry) - 6/26/2015 1:14:58 PM
And joined by wavelengths of digits spread on fiberglass bridges of light.
Swept Away (Poetry) - 6/26/2015 9:29:10 AM
Love travels on many wave lengths.
Swept Away (Poetry) - 6/26/2015 6:11:50 AM
The Internet. Instant feelings transferred.
Swept Away (Poetry) - 6/26/2015 5:37:05 AM
I can relate to this in many ways; perhaps not an ocean but mountains for sure. Thank you for sharing, Deborah. Love and best wishes,
The Midnight Hour (Poetry) - 6/25/2015 6:07:02 PM
Boy, am I glad that Rene lives 65 miles away...I like to be asleep by midnight, most of the time...-e-
The Midnight Hour (Poetry) - 6/25/2015 2:41:59 PM
Ah, that midnight hour! Enchanting!
The Midnight Hour (Poetry) - 6/25/2015 8:58:19 AM
The Midnight Hour has a special thought process to it. It can be, as you describe, sexually aware and the hurt is enough to go around. The Midnight Hour . . . What a feeling if you are involved. Nothing like it.
A Touch of a Hand (Poetry) - 6/25/2015 6:15:16 AM
Excellently composed enjoyed reading it very much...... How true
Peace be with you
A Touch of a Hand (Poetry) - 6/24/2015 6:28:41 AM
Wonderful sentiments behind these touching words, Deborah . . .
A Touch of a Hand (Poetry) - 6/24/2015 5:57:08 AM
This is particularly poignant for me because my hands have been paralyzed much of my life. Still, I can hold the hands of others and can still place my hands on someone to give them pleasure or ease their pain. I am fortunate to be able to do that.
PS. I've found that dogs welcome my touch the most and really don't care if my hands are paralyze or not. ;-)
A Touch of a Hand (Poetry) - 6/24/2015 5:23:50 AM
Oh, this is beautiful! Yes, sometimes that is all that is needed. Needed so badly!
All of my Life (Poetry) - 6/22/2015 10:48:54 AM
I am intimate with such feelings. Love and best wishes to you, Deborah,
All of my Life (Poetry) - 6/22/2015 7:10:29 AM
I believe you did lose this love for some reason or another. Why you write much about it.
All of my Life (Poetry) - 6/21/2015 6:07:03 PM
This is so bittersweet!
But lovely poetry!
Peace and love
All of my Life (Poetry) - 6/21/2015 1:49:36 PM
Sometimes being scared can be confusing . . .
All of my Life (Poetry) - 6/21/2015 1:07:36 PM
Such a wonderful feeling............'nothing like it!
Day by Day ... .. . (Poetry) - 6/21/2015 12:38:07 PM
'Love the song and 'love the poem!
Day by Day ... .. . (Poetry) - 6/20/2015 11:13:33 AM
It's all in our choices. I choose to make life better for those around me and to do everything I can to preserve the planet from being raped by the responsible corporate (and human) consumption.
It's much better to love and to help than to consume.
Day by Day ... .. . (Poetry) - 6/19/2015 11:56:26 PM
Wonderful song with deep wisdom...A treasure to recall...
Day by Day ... .. . (Poetry) - 6/19/2015 2:48:42 PM
We do hold the key to our future, and each has a part to play. I wonder how many of us think about it as we pass from day to day.
Day by Day ... .. . (Poetry) - 6/19/2015 11:41:07 AM
Yes indeed we can, Deborah, for good or for ill . . .
Waking up Mother Nature (Poetry) - 6/19/2015 9:13:08 AM
A beautiful tribute to Mother Nature
Love & peace be with you
Waking up Mother Nature (Poetry) - 6/18/2015 11:20:39 AM
Gotta love that picture...women are everywhere, even where one would least expect them...-e-
Waking up Mother Nature (Poetry) - 6/18/2015 9:31:39 AM
Better get busy and reproduce before winter comes again and we'll have to start all over.
Waking up Mother Nature (Poetry) - 6/18/2015 5:23:24 AM
I love, love, love this!!!
Waking up Mother Nature (Poetry) - 6/18/2015 4:22:40 AM
This is just downright wonderful poetry, Deborah. You captured it all in a few fantastically chosen words. As they say . . . Write on!
The Woman with the Paisley Parasol (Poetry) - 6/15/2015 7:19:48 PM
Was this you in a previous life...? -e-
The Woman with the Paisley Parasol (Poetry) - 6/15/2015 9:10:29 AM
A little serendipity goes a long way.
The Woman with the Paisley Parasol (Poetry) - 6/15/2015 6:42:38 AM
What a way to meet!
The Woman with the Paisley Parasol (Poetry) - 6/14/2015 2:03:12 PM
Perfect. You could have penned a thousand words and not gotten your image across any clearer than you did with these forty-five words. Excellent!
All the Doors (Poetry) - 6/12/2015 6:06:43 AM
Both a door and, an eye-opener…
All the Doors (Poetry) - 6/11/2015 4:06:07 PM
I can relate!
All the Doors (Poetry) - 6/11/2015 9:21:19 AM
Glad to hear that you sound happy & I particularly like that old ornate door knob...-e-
All the Doors (Poetry) - 6/11/2015 8:16:13 AM
. . . and there is light beyond that door . . .
All the Doors (Poetry) - 6/11/2015 8:12:51 AM
Succinct poetry. Love the photo to add dimension.
Changes... (Poetry) - 6/9/2015 9:05:23 AM
Life is continually changing all around us. Those that lived from the Victorian age to the 1960s saw tremendous change… Electricity… Indoor plumbing… Automobiles… Planes… While I was driving my grandmother, having flown out to San Francisco to meet me at about 650 mph, back to Wisconsin at 90 mph with air-conditioning on Interstate 80, she told me about traveling by ox driven wagon from Arkansas to North Dakota one whole summer where they stayed in farm yards overnight. Since that time, electricity, indoor plumbing, automobiles, and planes haven't changed much. Some technology has.
Not everything has changed.
Changes... (Poetry) - 6/8/2015 8:54:13 PM
I'm not so sure technology is good or bad, though we have progressed forward a great deal, we seem to have stepped back to the stone age in compassion and peace...always fighting, always squabling...but that is the way of the world today, gotta live with it or die...-e-
Changes... (Poetry) - 6/8/2015 2:16:31 PM
You got it all right except for those well built houses.
But I forgive you. A fun write.
Changes... (Poetry) - 6/8/2015 6:51:00 AM
Those were the days, my friend.........................
Changes... (Poetry) - 6/8/2015 6:45:33 AM
Yep I bought my Levitt built home for 8000 bucks. Still live in it to this day. Yet you had to work hard as salaries were also low.
Changes... (Poetry) - 6/8/2015 6:15:39 AM
Yeah you're right Deborah. The fifties and sixties were a slower pace society. That house you spoke of? My dad built our house all by himself in the early fifties, for the most part, with me hanging around thinking I was helping him. Had to have help wiring the house up. We even had an outhouse . . . Didn't have indoor toiletry for quite a few years. Had an old Jersey cow for milk and butter, et al, all this inside the city limits of the small town I grew up in. Yep. Things were simpler alright!
Hand in Hand (Poetry) - 6/7/2015 9:22:22 AM
BEAUTIFUL THOUGHTS. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Hand in Hand (Poetry) - 6/6/2015 10:39:22 AM
Idyllic thoughts, hopefully fulfilled.
Frankly I'm amazed at the outpouring of Beatles songs. All of their titles and most of their lyrics are still familiar to me.
As for Tiny Tim. I believe he's dead now, but what a weird bird he was.
Hand in Hand (Poetry) - 6/5/2015 3:38:01 PM
Wonderful love songs
Hand in Hand (Poetry) - 6/5/2015 2:35:37 PM
...mash-up lines of one thought...made from disparate bits of others thoughts...
Hand in Hand (Poetry) - 6/5/2015 11:43:44 AM
Yeah, she did!
Hand in Hand (Poetry) - 6/5/2015 8:17:21 AM
Eh . . . Those tulips did get tip-toed on a lot . . . Heh.Heh
The Outing (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 1:25:26 PM
On a day like today, a walk in the woods with a basket of food would really hit the spot.
You have a unique way of capturing the moment.
Yesteryear (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 1:23:17 PM
Memories are wonderful aren't they?
This is a masterpiece.
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 1:16:42 PM
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 1:15:48 PM
D. I really like this. Spot on.
A Divine Enchantment (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 1:13:51 PM
What about being able to tell if man is in love?
A Divine Enchantment (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 11:31:56 AM
One of your best!
A Divine Enchantment (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 10:29:31 AM
Yes, it's easy to tell when a woman's in love by her glow.
A Divine Enchantment (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 9:04:17 AM
Is that a self-induced conclusion or a self-evident fact?
Either way, it's a super poem, Bravo!
A Divine Enchantment (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 7:29:36 AM
Well, you know what part I liked, the drug induced line, but who needs drugs to be enchanted...enjoy whatever you got, while it lasts, hopefully for the rest of your time...-e-
A Divine Enchantment (Poetry) - 6/4/2015 7:24:48 AM
Heh.Heh All too true in many cases, "The honeymoon of love
Is far too short." Still . . . There's that "glowing face" . . .
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 6/2/2015 9:21:23 AM
I appreciate the philosophical perspective that you have share through your verses, Deborah. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 6/1/2015 8:31:27 AM
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 6/1/2015 4:17:26 AM
Sounds like at least under the Buddist belief, you are speaking of enlightenment & personally I think it takes several life times to achieve that exhalted point...though how many lifetimes have we had in the past we know not, this one could be our last, though I kind of hope not...I wanna be a kid again... <smile>, -e-
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 6/1/2015 4:16:02 AM
I like your take. We all have many "headaches" along the way. It's how we use them to better ourselves that makes all the difference.
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 5/31/2015 11:59:52 AM
By then it may be too late.
Headaches of Life (Poetry) - 5/31/2015 10:42:11 AM
I'm not too sure that everything that happens to us is part of the plan. Eh . . . Whot do I know? Still, I am with you on all these obstacles in life. It is a learning process if we are smart.
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/31/2015 3:26:58 AM
Dreams are what keep most of us going.
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/29/2015 7:46:06 PM
Unfortunately my dreams are far gone...but this says a great deal in 6 short lines...thank you for all ur encouraging comments on my recent posts, so much is it appreciated I cannot say...-e-
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/28/2015 5:44:37 PM
And Given Enough Rope
You Can Also Hang Yourself
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/28/2015 11:00:07 AM
What used to be idle chitchat that was often gossip has now become so easy with anonymous website messaging.
I agree that we should not let what others, especially those who don't know us, decide what dreams we should fulfill.
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/27/2015 3:08:55 PM
...there is the Information Age "know all" and...there is the jigsaw puzzle of an individual life...sacred...Short and a very well penned poem. Thanks for sharing.
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/27/2015 6:25:52 AM
Never, ever...well said!! But why is "dreams" in quotes? Hmm...
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/27/2015 6:17:30 AM
That's right. Be true to yourself and you'll be happy!
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/27/2015 6:15:45 AM
Much said is just a few words.
Puffs of Smoke (Poetry) - 5/27/2015 6:01:19 AM
Hell naw, Deborah, keep the dreams alive and kicking . . . Don't allow the influence of others alter them. They are YOURS!
My Roller Skate Key (Poetry) - 5/26/2015 1:34:31 PM
...lighthearted double entendre poem...about skating...about life...your readers Deborah, can take it anyway they want it...catchy phrases...rhythmically balanced roller skating and a key that goes with it...What you get with it when you young?...well...among other things you grow up...you've done all right!...that's the point to draw your conclusion from...Never take your roller-skates off when you are a writer!
My Roller Skate Key (Poetry) - 5/26/2015 10:38:40 AM
I always kept a spare and kept one hung around my neck on a piece of string. LOL!!! 'Loved this!
My Roller Skate Key (Poetry) - 5/26/2015 8:46:12 AM
For sure we did things which made us think we were "cool," and we were, dammit, we were!
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 5:57:02 PM
Such a lovely poem of nature and love.
Transformation (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 5:56:11 PM
Deep thoughts so beautifully expressed. Love that line, "Candy coated from within"
Yesteryear (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 5:54:54 PM
A tender expression of love and hope Deborah.
Yesteryear (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 12:47:34 PM
One more time for good measure would be very nice.
Yesteryear (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 10:36:28 AM
One never knows what fate has in store for us, but we have a big chance
that we can influence it.
Yesteryear (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 9:59:14 AM
May the fates rule in your favor.
Transformation (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 8:21:16 AM
Succinct and yet very thought-inciting, Deborah. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes to you,
Yesteryear (Poetry) - 5/25/2015 8:19:50 AM
One can always hope, Deborah. At least, that is the way I feel. Love and best wishes,
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/24/2015 8:49:01 AM
I love the ambiance shared through your verses here, Deborah. Thank you! Love and best wishes,
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/22/2015 1:56:10 PM
I like the fresh green and sweet delight of nature in this ~
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/22/2015 9:23:00 AM
The animals were watching you and commenting on your performance too...bet you got a ten of ten...-e-
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/22/2015 8:58:46 AM
Often a tradition in northern climes when Memorial Day is the first good day of summer.
And I thought of the other "outing" as well, because it is always a good time to come out, if one is so inclined, that is.
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/22/2015 7:27:56 AM
Sounds good to me!
The Outing (Poetry) - 5/22/2015 7:11:28 AM
Warm and touching is this one . . . A picnic today . . . Who knows what tomorrow may bring . . .
Transformation (Poetry) - 5/21/2015 8:37:57 AM
I think of transformation as as resulting in something good. The transformation in your poem seems to be something different.
Transformation (Poetry) - 5/21/2015 7:56:40 AM
Transformation (Poetry) - 5/21/2015 7:41:55 AM
I feel an inside pain..."Candy-coated from within".............but yet an ultimate joy..."Timeless and sublime".
Transformation (Poetry) - 5/21/2015 6:51:55 AM
"Disbelief of how and why" . . . That doesn't sound too good . . . Hope I am misreading this . . .
My Own Skin (Poetry) - 5/20/2015 6:28:31 PM
I've never experienced people that are rich & famous, but from your posting here maybe I am better for NOT being around them...I think we all have to be comfortable in our own skin, though for the most part I don't think I am...will have to "chew" on this awhile...thoughtful write, Deb...-e- (& thanks for your insightful comment on my last posting "Or not", its always appreciated & looked forward too)
My Own Skin (Poetry) - 5/20/2015 11:54:28 AM
I'm comfortable around all types of people.....rich, poor.....I don't care!
My Own Skin (Poetry) - 5/20/2015 11:41:24 AM
Not so with me all the time, Deborah. There was a big part of my life when I didn't quite know who I was. Physically I was from my mother who gave me away to a witch for a mother. I finally took a good look, and these days I absolutely know who I am.
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/19/2015 4:38:32 PM
Awe the signs of spring and freedom from cold weather restrictions !
Peace love and light
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/18/2015 10:19:58 AM
What if everyone took a walk along the forest floor...
once each season. Would that clear a lot of heads? Great thoughts.
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/18/2015 3:06:38 AM
Perfect peace here...thank you...
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/18/2015 1:47:13 AM
Sounds a great place to ride my bike, peacefully...-e-
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/17/2015 1:03:35 PM
There's really something very special about the way that nature landscapes. Something that farming cannot do.
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/17/2015 12:24:00 PM
There's nothing like it!
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/17/2015 10:39:35 AM
Beautiful and perfectly free ~