Recent Reviews for Michael Wayne
The Idealist (Book) - 7/8/2012 5:17:31 PM|
Very neat way to intro with 1's and 0's.....I hope I can buy this on Kindle for Android. A read to look forward to....Having sampled your fiction here in the Den.....you can certainly write with vivacity and purpose!
Two Champions (Short Story) - 7/22/2012 7:30:26 AM
A well penned story that is not only interesting and entertaining but also contains an important message.
Two Champions (Short Story) - 7/17/2012 10:13:44 AM
That was some read! Ultimately unstoppable storytelling for me. I would not have guessed what you were telling until the last four measures. That it was a child is hugely meaningful. There exists distant ancient sight in this writing. It makes me less unraveled by the hoplessness which will one day be hopefulness. Thanks. ~~ DIana
Excerpt from The Idealist (Short Story) - 6/8/2012 5:52:49 PM
So, Leonard answers the question left as the last line of "The Emperor's Lament." I absolutely anticipate reading your book 'The Idealist.' Your writing carries a brilliant awareness in its impeccable articulation. ~~ Diana
The Emperor's Lament (Short Story) - 6/8/2012 2:36:49 PM
"They had forgotten that it was the path of their own choosing that led them to have even the concern for the preservation of their faction." Greatly powerful sentence. The whole write is powerful, poignant, and pitiful. This deliverance is a stunning portrait with each and every facial detail recognizable. Reading this I feel shock of truth, guilty by association, quaisi-empowered to actually vote by individual action choices, disempowered by potential voting making any difference, frightened by the Voice's choices, both ending in The End. Magnificent piece of writing. ~~ Diana
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 2/9/2013 11:51:14 AM
A work to touch the soul of those who have been there or those who recognize that such a time is not far away.
I've shared my life with a young woman I met when we were both only 14. Our 61st wedding anniversary is next month. In recent years, our time is filled with such blessed understanding of "Our Last Walk Together." Knowing that we live each day on a short calendar sweetens every moment together. And each evening ends with our exchange:
"I love you."
"I love you more."
"I'll wait for you at Heaven's door."
An absolutely wonderful piece, Michael. Thank you for sharing.
Hide and Seek (Poetry) - 2/6/2013 7:19:13 AM
Well said. A fine reminder and a flicker of light for those who still believe in rules.
A Leap Through Faith (Poetry) - 1/15/2013 11:06:35 AM
This is what sets you apart from others. I like this.
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 1/15/2013 11:03:52 AM
Simply soul searching.
Six Seconds to Legend (Poetry) - 12/4/2012 3:31:08 PM
This breathless sprint of writing kept me riveted; incrementally increasing my reading speed, increased pulse. . . totally taken by the surpriseful end. Thank you for this vigorous experience. Beautifully done. ~~ Diana
Six Seconds to Legend (Poetry) - 12/2/2012 1:54:43 PM
This is fantastic. It reminds me of Casey at the Bat with a twist. I received my doctorate in a huge arena that they affectionately called, “The House That West Built.” Our legends leave something for the next generation to shoot for.
Immolation of a Language (Poetry) - 11/30/2012 9:17:31 AM
You have struck a nerve here. While I have been known to use a little emoticon as a way of prompting others that I'm tongue-in-cheek, essentially winking, I abhor those three letters.
I find it especially disturbing when the subject matter isn't even funny. That indicates to me that the writer is stone cold crazy and laughing at the moon or some private joke I'm not privy to.
A Leap Through Faith (Poetry) - 8/17/2012 9:51:34 AM
A very nice discourse on faith. I'm wondering why the faithful are avoiding it. I'm with you, I have faith in scientific endeavors because invariably they turn out to be true. I have little faith in most of what people say because most of it is rather self serving.
There's a word for that... (Poetry) - 8/3/2012 5:19:21 AM
I think you've got it! Well penned and much enjoyed.
There's a word for that... (Poetry) - 7/27/2012 11:38:39 AM
It's a wonderful word–well used in this poem. I once interviewed for a consulting firm aptly named, Serendipity Associates. They were looking to design the console or the Boeing SST passenger plane that never happened. I took a week off to go to my cousin's wedding in Manhattan, and the like serendipity, the job evaporated.
There's a word for that... (Poetry) - 7/26/2012 4:35:37 PM
Very refreshing piece of writing, laced with curiosity and invite. My favorite is the two people seeing 'for the first time....of the million times in a life spent together.' That is superb! ~~ Diana
There's a word for that... (Poetry) - 7/26/2012 6:10:45 AM
A fine piece of work, Michael! "There's a word for that."
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 7/26/2012 4:17:04 AM
One last memory of a thousand. Beautiful imagery and verse.
There's a word for that... (Poetry) - 7/25/2012 8:47:15 PM
A gentle lesson on the mystery of fortune - I like it.
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 7/17/2012 9:42:14 AM
I find this full of 'appreciation, acceptance and understanding.' It is beautifully conveying those elements to me in the language you use here. One of many multifaceted lines: "Serenity should not be so easy to lose/given that it is so difficult to reach". The gentleness within is tangible. ~~ Diana
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 7/15/2012 7:16:51 AM
'content to walk into the future together, whatever that may be' speaks of a true and lasting love.
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 7/14/2012 1:47:58 PM
I love this piece & I long for this journey! Wonderful job, poet!
The Empty Vessel (Poetry) - 7/14/2012 1:20:07 PM
i like the soft tender visuals of your work....no furrows in my brow but simple soothing questioning in my heart. so glad to have stumbled upon your beautiful 'narcissic' work....psmedlin
Our Last Walk Together (Poetry) - 7/14/2012 1:10:07 PM
such beauty in the melding and loving weave of your words...a truly romantic journey you have taken all of us lucky enoughto have read this, on....psmedlin
Hide and Seek (Poetry) - 7/11/2012 1:29:55 PM
A beautiful sentiment, beautifully written. So that's where I got my sense of morality from– hide and seek!
Hide and Seek (Poetry) - 7/10/2012 9:48:31 AM
I love this one. It made me write something today. It is a rich and graceful gift, the way in which you wrote of this awareness. Thank you ~~ Diana
Hide and Seek (Poetry) - 7/10/2012 5:14:16 AM
Where others may have seen childish games, you saw nobility. Thank you for sharing such a sterling example of the wisdom of a child. That recognition took wisdom in you.
His faithfulness made the difference in the measure of trust the other children could develop in the future. Truly "something to think about"
Whimsical Solitude (Poetry) - 7/3/2012 5:29:21 AM
"Every man begging me to give him voice" -- absolute, bare naked truth about writing and reading. Joy in the "...whimsy of Comic Sans?" may be the pleasure of ice cream after a heart-and-soul culinary effort. Your expression of the radiance of writing is light in the forest, phosphorus in the sea. ~~ Diana
Reflection Without a Mirror (Poetry) - 7/2/2012 2:10:17 PM
I like what Asa says and I like your "Or, is there still noise/coming from within?" which would then be a "mirror reflection" only projecting back self -- conversely, the mirrorless reflection could then be smell, sound, feel of air and of awareness. Pretty neat. ~~ Diana
Verse Six (Poetry) - 7/2/2012 2:00:50 PM
Standing alone, deep and darker than quagmire. ~~ Diana
Verse Six (Poetry) - 6/20/2012 8:07:24 AM
Reflection Without a Mirror (Poetry) - 6/18/2012 9:08:04 AM
our 'eyes' have always been a hindrance and...it takes a poet to direct one to this place. thanks
Reflection Without a Mirror (Poetry) - 6/12/2012 11:28:18 AM
I think I would need a drug to get that inwardly reflective. On the other hand, I am writing a story, The Last Man Standing, and around every bend I have to come up with was this man is thinking and seeing in a world where there is no other alive but himself.
Reflection Without a Mirror (Poetry) - 6/11/2012 10:17:55 PM
meditative upon reading, thanks for the pause in my thoughts here
Babykins (Poetry) - 6/10/2012 12:30:14 PM
Sure did bring a smile. I have never raised the child, but I'm very familiar with grossness. Fortunately, she will grow out of it. Unfortunately, she will grow away from you all as soon. But, she will always think of you as, “ Daddy.”
Babykins (Poetry) - 6/9/2012 1:26:12 PM
lol yes I did laugh out load :)
"To her it was a relief
To me it is a chore"
and too...with your love & tenderness
the beauty of how you shared the learning & the teaching
and best of all being taught too...we can learn so much
Papering Babes Spittin Peas & Carrots
Smashed Nanners &
Creative Artists (your walls & electronics...)
The Empty Vessel (Poetry) - 6/9/2012 10:49:05 AM
I agree with Sandra about your writing. It seems to call me to a higher plane of thought, and I like that.
The Hunter (Poetry) - 6/9/2012 10:47:18 AM
Thoughtful lines in a unique manner...Each arrow is carefully prepared for suitable targets. This is nobility of a wary hunter. I salute you for taking on such responsibility, and wish you much success.
The Hunter (Poetry) - 6/9/2012 9:21:26 AM
Noble gestures, all.
The Hunter (Poetry) - 6/9/2012 8:23:04 AM
That's two positives to one negative. I'd say this poem delivers the goods. ~~ Diana
The Empty Vessel (Poetry) - 6/8/2012 7:27:00 PM
I feel as though I've found a garden of delicate
fragrances. Your writing is quite enchanting.
Thanks for sharing
The Empty Vessel (Poetry) - 6/8/2012 2:42:18 PM
This is like a painting, a triptych...before, during, after. Maybe some are here for the giving and that is their entire delight. Most though, when collecting human strays, are themselves made homeless from the giving. The third stanza is beautiful. Thank you for this illustration. ~~ Diana
An Immortal Memory (Poetry) - 6/8/2012 1:46:07 PM
To me this reads as a march, with cadence that neither follies nor falters and moves along with a wide aura of surety and with particles of earth-world falling off with each step, leaving the essence alone at destination - experience. "all of that nothing staring back" at your everything. ~~ Diana
Selfish or Selfless (Poetry) - 6/8/2012 8:15:31 AM
You nailed it with this one! So many pour their hearts out in poetry only to be disappointed by the result. Poetry, for me is a little splashing in that childhood puddle to sharpen my vocabulary and play with my latest whim.
Relativity (Poetry) - 6/8/2012 8:01:36 AM
I find this a marvelous mural of a read. Many great scenes: "a reckless quest for inspiration," "it rattled the foundations of our presumptions" "...giants/down to their knees,..." "as the whole of existence/is from that perspective/unspoiled." Ten dimensional exploration and finishing with all that is to be done, "I carry on." Thank you. ~~ Diana
Selfish or Selfless (Poetry) - 6/8/2012 7:46:23 AM
Oh I like this, especially the use of "assiduous," for that is energy-intense in itself. Pouring such vitality (of either dark or light nature) into the written word does draw down the lemonade in the pitcher. Perhaps I don't pity the writers who empty essence into the written word if in the pitcher lemonade remains....and I truly think readers can sense how much is gone or still there; i.e., Walt Whitman might have written away every last leaf of his grass. Some pitchers, though, seem overflowing and it's got to go somewhere. Maybe the words you chose are like splashes from the child's pool to you, but this deliverance is remarkably deep and substantial to me. Thanks. ~~ Diana
Relativity (Poetry) - 6/6/2012 6:16:56 PM
"I am relative to all things
and clutching to that truth
I carry on."
Thank you. This is truly a timely read for me today. I loved the pace, the message, the journey. Beautiful.
Like Charles Bukowski (Poetry) - 6/6/2012 9:45:11 AM
I have not read Bukolski, but I have read you, and that's all that matters. to be compared to someone considered “great” in any field is to be understood: is it flattery or is it true? Some writers, and I could name quite a few, based their reputation on their lifestyles more than their writing.
Only you know that.
Like Charles Bukowski (Poetry) - 6/5/2012 4:12:06 PM
two of my favorite quotes of Bukowsk are "why are there so many poets and so little poetry" and "“poetry is what happens when nothing else can.”
Verse Five (Poetry) - 6/5/2012 12:16:20 PM
There is a great earnestness in your words, but for the life of me I can't remember the previous verses leading up to this.
Whimsical Solitude (Poetry) - 6/4/2012 12:27:30 PM
The loneliness of a long-distance writer…
Whimsical Solitude (Poetry) - 6/4/2012 4:14:20 AM
Hi Michael. I will forgive you this time. Ha! : )
I like this. And, I jump at the chance to read poetry such as this, designed by a writer with another writer in mind. ~Valerie~
Verse Two (Poetry) - 6/2/2012 10:22:57 AM
No finer definition of passion exists.
An Immortal Memory (Poetry) - 5/29/2012 6:14:05 AM
Beautifully penned. We, too often, get caught up in the 'dat-to-day' and forget what is truly important. Memories are a treasures to keep in our hearts.
An Immortal Memory (Poetry) - 5/28/2012 3:26:45 PM
APPRECIATING THE PRICELESS THINGS THAT PASSED THROUGH OUR LIVES...THOSE THING THAT WON'T EVER FADE. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
An Immortal Memory (Poetry) - 5/28/2012 8:09:22 AM
Intensely emotional and philosophical. I like that. You stuck to the truth and nailed it. Thanks for sharing.
An Immortal Memory (Poetry) - 5/28/2012 8:04:42 AM
Yes, you can't take it with you. Spiritual truths loom larger as we grow older and look back at what we've hoarded and consumed in our lifetime.