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.
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 ~
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/17/2015 8:34:53 AM
Your words will linger in my thoughts long after I have read them. Simple. precise.
One with Nature (Poetry) - 5/17/2015 8:31:41 AM
I have walked in a forest and is as you say so serene.
Turquoise Eyes.. (Poetry) - 5/16/2015 9:42:21 AM
Love those honey dripping mouths, thass a fact. Good poetry of the wistful thinking kind those Turquoise Eyes . . .
Lilacs, Lavender & Lace (Poetry) - 5/15/2015 7:21:55 AM
I remember the lilacs of spring and that sweet fragrance that some women wore as perfume. But I don't recall it bringing romance to me.
Still, I can see how it may have brought romance to you.
Lilacs, Lavender & Lace (Poetry) - 5/15/2015 6:37:19 AM
A lover, and a lover of nature as well...great poem, and it is hard to tell if the last stanza closes it, or merely opens it to so much more...
Lilacs, Lavender & Lace (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 11:27:32 AM
Only a lover can compose such words
Lilacs, Lavender & Lace (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 11:12:53 AM
These are a few of my favorite things............lovely!
Lilacs, Lavender & Lace (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 9:51:49 AM
Three cheers for that which binds us. In your case . . . "Lilacs in the spring, / Lavender sheets, / Lace binds us...Always." Oh, it is so very good to have that one special thing which bind us to our lover.
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 8:43:59 AM
Love Jerry's comment. May that timing be perfect. I like the breathless, rapt expression here, Deborah. xx
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/14/2015 5:44:04 AM
One of your best!
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 5:45:52 PM
Enjoy being young while you can as getting old SUCKS...-e-
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 1:59:40 PM
...a time to show the real feelings and to...laugh
out loud...not to afraid to laugh-be-silly-out going
free from the dictates of the around us...in love
with beauty and this world...You made my day!
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 10:45:49 AM
A case where going slowly wins the race, that's for sure!
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 8:48:54 AM
I don't agree with Ed. I have gay friends (men and women) and women can be "players" too. In any case, I love your poem and I love the way you share of your "self." Thank you. Love and best wishes from me,
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 8:46:59 AM
I totally "get" this, Deborah. I can so relate. I find it lovingly engaging and meaningful. You meant to write "breath" in the last verse of your first stanza. I hate typos. I make them all the time and I appreciate it when others point them out since I don't notice them because they are my own. Lol! Love and best wishes,
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 7:26:58 AM
Marvelous love poem
Taking it Slowly (Poetry) - 5/13/2015 6:50:48 AM
Ahhh . . . And when souls caress the seal of love is absolute . . .
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 12:01:03 PM
As others have said, the final line adeptly qualifies those that build up to it. As delicate as the mood you paint, Deborah. xx
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 7:13:02 AM
So innocent and enticing. Better not to get into deep at this stage.
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 4:25:55 PM
Sometimes the best sound is the sound of silence and when love is born from it, then that is the best sound of all. Thank you for sharing, Deborah. Love and best wishes,
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 3:11:41 PM
True love comes quietly :)
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 1:55:19 PM
...there is certain wisdom in standing stil and...in great poem
expressing it...so very well...expressing the life's "Fluttering
Wings". Thank you Deborah for sharing your words.
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 8:57:59 AM
All good feelings!
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 8:14:45 AM
It seems that all the minor parts must be satisfied before
anyone can reach the level where hearts are still. Well said.
Fluttering Wings (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 8:09:05 AM
Last line. Perfect. And the reason for the above seven lines.
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/10/2015 7:36:08 AM
Wow! Powerful stuff!
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/9/2015 8:27:50 PM
Love Is a Myth
True Love Is Compassion...
Now You Should Turn Walk Away Never Look Back...
Sometimes You Just Do Not Know How
Lucky You Are-Huh!
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/9/2015 9:22:36 AM
Reads like she was "keeping score." Forevermore?
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/8/2015 4:47:13 PM
Some people are in it just for the thrill of it all. Once the thrill is gone....................so are they!
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/8/2015 12:45:02 PM
Sounds to be a typical gay relationship, but usually only on the male side...the females usually became lovers for life without any hanky panky on the side...I know this as I used to work as a bouncer in a gay club in Philadelphia & the guys would be in every weekend with a new "lover/boyfriend" but the girls stuck together...some people though are or seem to be addicted to the lust part so more power to them if that is what they want...-e-
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/8/2015 12:11:28 PM
The world is full of lovers
Falling into ... Out of Love (Poetry) - 5/8/2015 12:06:51 PM
Love the "Falling in / Out of love" thought process you have given to this woman who lived for lust and lust only. For many in this world, men and women alike, lust is enough . . . Eh . . . If it makes them happy . . .
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 4:14:00 PM
Hey young lady, don't be showing me pictures like that and making more pictures in my mind of backseat memories, as nothing can I do about it anymore...I get all hot and have to take a cold shower and u must know how I hate to bathe... <smile> -e-
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 1:05:03 PM
Hot tamales! Brings back memories of my '47 Kaiser.
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 10:25:57 AM
Remember it all. Now I have hot August nights from April to November… Entrancing.
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 9:50:05 AM
You can't buy beautiful memories like that! How lovely you write.
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 7:56:57 AM
Yes, agree with Jeff about 'My entrance is yours'; when we willingly give over that gateway to our being then loving abandonment is complete. xx
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 6:08:36 AM
Love and lust combined very tastefully here! Great work.
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 4:09:29 AM
Complete and imaginative abandonment is this beauty with it's "Teenagers in backseats of cars" identity. Rock on!
Rapture Me . . . (Poetry) - 5/7/2015 3:44:03 AM
Wow... wonderfully inviting. Especially love "...my entrance is yours." -- Jeff
Torrential Downpour (Poetry) - 5/6/2015 5:05:32 PM
Beautiful imagery and mystical awareness in this piece!
Torrential Downpour (Poetry) - 5/6/2015 2:35:10 PM
A ethereal feel to this piece of writing...
I love liquid landscapes...
My Analogy of Love (Poetry) - 5/6/2015 1:14:46 PM
Love can be a pain in the butt,
Love can be one night with a slut,
Love can encompass all things in the world,
Sometimes love can feel like one is in a rut...BUT...
(this from my meager knowledge of same, got me to thinkin, thanks)
Torrential Downpour (Poetry) - 5/6/2015 10:19:49 AM
I'm glad the nightmares are dissolving. Time and love are the great healers.
My Analogy of Love (Poetry) - 5/6/2015 7:43:20 AM
Many reasons why we should all be in love. Sweet.
Torrential Downpour (Poetry) - 5/6/2015 7:39:14 AM
Ahhh . . . The last line helps to put the above lines at rest. The old saying into life a little rain must fall. Even so, there is always sunshine to uncloud your life . . .
My Analogy of Love (Poetry) - 5/5/2015 1:23:28 PM
Very well put!
My Analogy of Love (Poetry) - 5/5/2015 9:10:35 AM
You called it with this one and I agree 100%.
My Analogy of Love (Poetry) - 5/5/2015 8:51:28 AM
True! All of it!
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/4/2015 2:36:30 PM
Colorfully meaningful verses that speak to me most effectively. Thank you! Love and best wishes,
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/3/2015 9:55:54 PM
A special poem for romantic moments. Well done!
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/3/2015 11:16:57 AM
Excellent imagery....and so original...
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/3/2015 8:08:20 AM
I really like the colorful way you describe this poem. The image is electric and perfect for the poem! Why am I thinking 50 Shades of Gray?
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/3/2015 5:07:53 AM
And colors burst into love! Beautifully penned!
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/3/2015 2:26:47 AM
Me too, regards the black & gray, but there is always a bit of sunshine sometimes just reading a nice little poem like this can bring on the bright colors in life...thanks...-e-
Brush Strokes (Poetry) - 5/2/2015 5:58:26 PM
Can't express yourself much better than that. When the right one happens along, your thoughts and words take on a whole new meaning.
Looking for Me (Poetry) - 4/12/2015 10:13:12 AM
Nice poem with a glance at love.
Un cer tain ty (Poetry) - 3/22/2015 4:15:53 PM
I believe this as well, Deborah; thank you for sharing your perspective through your verses. Love and best wishes,
Un cer tain ty (Poetry) - 3/18/2015 7:24:28 AM
A nice poem, but I agree with Ron. Death remains the last great mystery.
Un cer tain ty (Poetry) - 3/18/2015 5:08:46 AM
The old saw is, "Nothing is more certain than death and taxes." While life may be uncertain, death isn't. You write of going into "another dimension." That's nice wishful thinking, but it is also uncertain.
Un cer tain ty (Poetry) - 3/17/2015 1:49:36 PM
I can't wait for the next dimension to appear as I know I have learned a lot in this one to make that next one better. Great write!
Un cer tain ty (Poetry) - 3/17/2015 11:48:40 AM
Yes heaven or hell are the two places reserved for the dead. We have the choice.
Un cer tain ty (Poetry) - 3/17/2015 11:39:04 AM
Ahhh . . . Wisdom from your pen Deborah, and I agree completely with your assessment. Death opens the door to something wonderful. I truly believe this . . l excellent poetry!
Cobwebs Attached to my Heartstrings (Poetry) - 3/12/2015 6:26:18 PM
Perfect analogy. I think many could relate.
Cobwebs Attached to my Heartstrings (Poetry) - 3/12/2015 12:09:09 PM
Cobwebs Attached to my Heartstrings (Poetry) - 3/12/2015 8:06:28 AM
Looks like a need for spring cleaning.
Cobwebs Attached to my Heartstrings (Poetry) - 3/12/2015 7:18:44 AM
I really love this poem!!!
It says so much in such a short verse.
Peace love and light