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Poem Title	Poet Name	Critique Given by Dellena Rovito	Critique Date
Base camp	Mark Andrew Hislop	Mark, This makes me think of life. We head to the peak of the mountain. Base camp is the earth. Ew every reach the top........ As we all sit by the fire, footprints surrounding. Great poem, makes one think. Love the idea. Dellena	2010-02-16 19:12:09
Planting	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, I'm into gardening too. I like the bulbs/perennials going down under to then return in spring. You made it a sweet sexual act.bare/touch/seeking/ecstasy. The only thing I liked least was the dripping sweat. Other than that touch of reality it was great! Dellena	2010-02-16 15:23:18
Taken Down	James C. Horak	James, Wonderful words. Lovely, flowing, romantic, full of love for life. I'm thrilled with this..... Taken down falling to earth is becoming one with earth/our mother. thank you....... Dellena	2010-02-02 22:50:14
Autumn Echoes	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, Another lovely. Beneath the pulse of winter’s vow to chill, I’ll wait the fragile days of light to spill. Love this ending. again good subtle rhyme. Dellena	2010-02-02 22:38:03
Lingering Memory	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, I like this love story...enduring and yet now you have the memories to dream on. It seems sad and precious. The lovely rhyme seems subtle but natural and unforced. Short, to the point and lovely. Love it! Dellena	2010-01-26 17:46:14
At Critical Mass	Mark Andrew Hislop	Mark, No love, no how! I understand and know of your emotion. If one would or could love you, you would be fixed. Righted! We spend our lifetime searching for the one to fill the void. One upon the other taking their turn..... Ready to explode if only you would..... Pray/hope that it changes. You feel so alone. Everyone else seems loved. And the day comes when you figure it all out. If only our personal feelings would be set aside....and we could see. Dellena	2010-01-24 17:25:50
Words	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Words can seem to ramble on as you show in this poem by the rambling format and wording. As if talking to yourself. Self analyzing. If our every word returned to us we would be amazed and befuddled at to where it came from and why! It would be quite a enlightened moment. Good poem with a very subtle message. Like leading me down the garden path. Dellena	2010-01-24 17:15:19
Sonnet Writing	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, Very nice colored rhyme! A rhyme to see and feel. Although you write for good feelings and sweet emotion, the unlovely words have their purpose also, depending... I believe in uplifting others but at times we must also face a different reality. I enjoyed your poem. especially; A little song that waits for silent love then blooms among the lilac buds and branch etc. You do well writing. Dellena	2010-01-24 17:05:54
A Different Path	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, Very good! There are so many abandoned houses left because of finances. Big old houses, once able to be remodeled sit rotting and alone. Their use gone....... sad. This could also be said of people. This poem felt like walking along by its format. You used good ideas [the son/weeds] almost as if the house had life. Thoughtful work. Dellena	2010-01-20 18:21:29
See At First Sight	DeniMari Z.	Deni, I think this is nice. I love spring and new flowers and new growth. First sight is good as is later sight. Things change/you change/time changes. All together they become the picture you hold dear. Yet to change again tomorrow. Life is delicious actually. I don't recall your first posting but will check it out.. Keep writing it just helps us all to know ourselves. Dellena	2010-01-20 18:13:26
Alone	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, I feel opposite you concerning aloneness. I'm thrilled to have time to ponder the things in my world. I think we have too much keeping us side tracked as to what is of real importance. I think you will come to understand this thought. I say wallow in your feelings and let it work through you. You will be fine! Good expressions ..... Dellena	2010-01-16 19:51:56
To Untangle the Tangled	James C. Horak	James, Right on! I believe as you that we can bury our heads into all the wonderful positives so much so that we live in a false reality. There is much to be said of being continually negative but the truth is sometimes/most times a bitter pill. I believe the powers that be invented the positive/negative view and theory to keep our brains not focused on the world happenings. Another mind f... [excuse me] There seems no other better explanation for it. Good statements alerting people to wake up. Unpleasant but true! Keep on you have the ability to influence many. Dellena	2010-01-16 19:45:23
Morning Song	Dan D Lavigne	Dan, I like this. It rolls off the tongue. I'd of liked begin......again to mornings song. I like here/there/now/then........[begin again] This poem makes for hope and happy to be alive. Good job! Dellena	2010-01-15 16:01:35
Out The Shop Door	Kenneth R. Patton	Kenneth. This is quite good. Gives a bit to ponder on. Fog is a great subject! Trying to eliminate pain or sadnss of scene and it just comes back until it's resolved. Good job, Dellena	2010-01-06 14:47:09
Left Behind	cheyenne smyth	Cheyenne, A rather haunting piece. Turning back time causes lots of reactions, one being sorrow and being left. Misguided mistakes that make one sad and shudder. What fools we are! Sable colored nights is interesting..... I like this poece very much. Dellena	2010-01-05 19:00:22
Laugh a Little Lighter	Ellen K Lewis	Ellen, What fun this was! WHAT i like is the fact growing older is just that.....It isn't who we were in youth or maturity but it maybe what is now. The outside of us is the shell of us. And it wears usually quite well. But always we grow and age but the spirit holds. And we laugh at it all. What a hoot! Great fun. Dellena	2009-12-29 15:47:44
Whitewashed	Mary J Coffman	Mary, You definitely can color your world. All the hues wrapped in misery. You show your emotion well, ending with indifference. I especially like: Dreams scattered like blow-ball seeds cast over charred blackened ashes of truth. Whitewashed was a fitting title. Very good job! Dellena	2009-12-29 15:39:40
Proved Once Again	Kenneth R. Patton	Kenneth, I have learned, [always the hard way] that the easiest/cushiest choice is not the happiest way. Some times a rock hard seat is more appreciated. Your poem can mean many things. A wrong partner, wrong judgment, wrong chair. I like the seat example. Dellena	2009-12-27 21:24:25
Unseen Obvious	James C. Horak	James, Wisdom flows in this piece. I do believe there is still much to learn, not just comfort as the only solace. Growing older is a challenge but growing 'in love' is continual. I mean the unselfish Godly love without end. And that is always betterment and growth. I'm not meaning this as preachy but as another way to know we arn't done till we are done. Just your presence can make a difference in this world un-be-kowing to you. Today is a new day..... dellena	2009-12-27 16:38:32
Willing Limber	James C. Horak	James, I think beauty is wrapped in swayability, like the willow tree moving to the music of the wind. Not rigid, stiff and unyielding. The gender doesn't matter. Dancers are both. I understand your view. Women are better at surrendering their all, where a man feels he loses his power. Which is actually the reverse. He gains respect for his confidence and assurance. My take... Lovely, wistful and possible. Dellena	2009-10-29 00:18:28
Pleasure Chase	DeniMari Z.	Dear Deni, You try your hardest to find some peace of mind. May I suggest to go outside to nature. A mountain, a tree, waterfall, a garden, a walk. Nature helps sooooo much. I feel your sad doe eyes, [a good visualization of pain and sadness. I don't like the plastic, it cheapens nature. A good show of emotion. Now take your tablet and pen and step outside. Love to you, Dellena	2009-10-29 00:10:59
Autumn Tambourines	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Nice rhyme breeze, tambourines and leaves. I think life is hugely a mystery. Who are we? why are we here? Is there a God, an afterlife? on and on... Flipping pages, I do well at flipping too. Good job, thoughtful! Dellena	2009-10-20 19:34:26
Never Believe	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Cute... Where's the happy halloween. I must be cross eyed! dellena	2009-10-20 18:03:00
Blood	James C. Horak	JCH, I don't know where this was hiding. I is all a poem should be. Lovely and the title is intriguing. A lot of us care as well. very nice. Dellena	2009-10-04 21:20:06
Awakened	Debbie Spicer	Debbie, Missing 'him', dreaming of 'him'. How miserable. How sad. I believe you wept in your sleep. And upon waking you could weep more. Heart wrenching poetry. Good. Dellena	2009-10-03 22:54:17
It Comes	James C. Horak	James, Our children, our weak, our ignorant, going to the slaughter. We may luck out of forced vaccination, but still the busy mothers won't realize the harm and many die so elite will have their wants met. The vision of earth purging from the jostle of man's beat upon man Until the tiny spear thought to secure the few by the death of the many. Rolls its last outrage to the heavens compelling answer. You speak so eloquently. I await it's passing. Dellena	2009-10-03 22:43:16
Destroyers	DeniMari Z.	Deni, By using evict, sounds like someone being evicted from their home. What I think about this poem, is someone is unaccepting of the differences of others. Their view is the only view and if not kick rocks. Their loss..... You do well expressing. I don't like the spacing so much. It runs together thoughts and separates thoughts. But I like the idea as a whole. Just ignore me, I can't say it any better. Keep on writing..........I'm so far behind at the moment. Dellena	2009-09-30 16:05:06
The Tree	Mark Andrew Hislop	Mark, Bones of trees is what I see. When something is built at th expense of taking a life form it could be a curse. We actually should live underground or earthen huts. I like your unprogrammed views. Outside the box... I feel my youth and freeness have been stifled too long. Good for you and your freshness. Dellena	2009-09-23 19:25:26
100 - 70 Equals Thirty	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Sounds like a crisis to me! Age wears ot so well. I find that you get much more benefit with age. Maturity, knowledge, independance, less pressure, more of a sense of self......and more and more. May I say to you, to enjoy every single day and forget what you think should have been. You are free to be thee. Good poem, good bitching! I could have written this in my past days also. You are coming along fine! Keep on. Dellena	2009-09-23 19:17:43
Love Stands	Kenneth R. Patton	Kenneth, One writes for what one feels. Love is the only thing that matters in all of life. Loving our brothers would bring us peace. Loving God, loving family, loving friends..supporting life, animals and all. Your subject encompasses us all. Good job Kenneth Dellena	2009-09-21 00:26:50
breaks my heart	Christina Morrow	Christina, I have found in my life writing poetry of my emotions is so helpful to heal. It also is a means to know yourself. It is eye opening at times to feel the hurt or anger. It all helps. This poem is so valuable for self expression. I feel your broken heart. You are afraid h could repeat his action, you are very vulnerable at this moment. Hope you find your way, Sincerely Dellena	2009-09-21 00:21:11
Mater	Mark Andrew Hislop	Mark, This is a hopeful poem that sets well with me. I guess that's why I like your writing. The earth as your mater/mother opens you up to everything possable. It is our roots. And to rise and grow and bloom with the mating earth with sun.....I can dream again. Very very wonderful. Thank you Mark for the balance. Dellena	2009-09-21 00:12:11
The Tag Along	James C. Horak	James, I think another word for loving is respect. Of course passions could just be passions. As we mature, I think our view changes. Gone are thoughts of conquest. Beauty holds far different meaning. I care not for looks but more the confidence and kindness, and mindset. Thank goodness we grow. You sound like you were a 'dapper' young man. I'm sure you could win women over with your personality multitude of gifts given you. Neat insight! Dellena	2009-09-15 00:27:45
Soul Mates	Debbie Spicer	Debbie, Very nice...... Loving described perfectly. You are much blessed. It has been awhile,welcome back. Dellena	2009-09-05 22:45:48
View In Your Eyes	DeniMari Z.	Deni, I like this and the theme. Invisible it seems unless you stand out from the crowd. I like that mostly. As I age! But if I want a man's attention that is a different matter. Love this poem Dellena	2009-09-05 22:38:01
Unsettled	James C. Horak	James, I'm slow this month also, sory. I like this. Another thought provoker. Fear can paralyze us. [me] And is a big burden .... Like the forced vaccinations for swine flu, I'm frightened a heck. Among a zillion other things. And it's out of my reach to fix. So we try to live with the stress.. A tough ride it is! dellena	2009-09-05 22:22:36
Y......	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Love your poem/hate the title! light floats beyond the sun on stones of the dead nice image making words. love grows by the tears I shed...........and it never goes. Lovely, Dellena	2009-08-03 19:19:24
You're Only My Friend........When	DeniMari Z.	DeniMari, We are so inundated with stuff to do, it's hard to keep up. Most do not realize their gift of time is lost until it is way too late. Most friendships are just using another to be entertained. Certainly not to be burdened by them! I've lived your situation.......good riddance. I like to think I'd do different then them. Good job of expression. Dellena	2009-08-03 18:24:32
Anti-Mundane	James C. Horak	James , Your word peace had me thinking about our countries trials. If we hold strong as rocks, we can handle the torrents. Strong minded unafraid as people, pulling together with duration, it will maybe make a difference. America is the insurgent in everybody's country. Peace need be ours. Good! Dellena	2009-08-03 18:13:00
Inner Sanctum	Thomas H. Smihula	Thomas, You've said it all. We have this void to fill and few things will suffice. Our cup is empty and must be filled. The only thing that matters is our relationship to the great spirit. With patience and watchful thought it comes. as you know. Wonderful! Dellena	2009-07-26 00:17:23
Intowards	James C. Horak	James, I've wondered if Obama had you a bit hot under the collar with his broken promises? I'm upset but still pray he can do something! I'm unsure exactly what you are referring to but it is the same old same. A war in Afghanistan is still a war and it's still an illegal war. A friend moved here from Iran said last month a huge dark cloud filled their sky and afterward a lot of people got sick. This never had happened before. Chemical warfare I'll bet. The bad seeds make up less than 1% of the population so we could make real change in our government. Doesn't anyone else hear the death tolls? Your poem is right on! Dellena	2009-07-15 15:34:39
The unpunished	Mark Andrew Hislop	Mark, Nice, I just read up on Orphus..... His soul returned to the underworld, where he was re-united at last with his beloved Eurydice. Another legend places his tomb at Dion, near Pydna in Macedon. Other accounts of his death are that he killed himself from grief at the failure of his journey to Hades, I'd like to think they reunited. loaded dice-with Eurydice was clever! This poem flowed along nicely and presented an interesting tale. Well done. Glad you are writing. Dellena	2009-07-10 19:55:37
Cracks in the Tile and Suicides	James C. Horak	James, I like this. I must have gotten abyss from you from one of my poems!What a kick.... In the end we question to know forgetting it is not about us It's true it isn't about us but whose it about? The whole? The spirit? The one in need? This about suicide, the falling apart, leave taking, the questions we ask later. It is difficult knowing if one is sincere in their misery. It is hard to detect or believe. good writing, Dellena	2009-07-06 16:26:53
Regal Anger	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Good imagery of a witch-bitch. We all know ones like her! I think you show your angere pretty well. Too bad for her crash that will come eventually as we've all been visited. Like this.... Dellena	2009-06-29 18:40:03
Darkened Times	James C. Horak	James, What I think this is about is man's search for riches. Never satisfied. A false God if you will. Once gotten afraid to lose it or have it stolen. Faith in richness will be one's undoing. Lots have lost tons being scammed by the powers that be today. It does upset the ones that lose their 401k's, their jobs, their homes, and savings for retirement. I've had money, I've not had money, it was easier to be poor then noone expects a piece of it. Being taught to share has it's disadvantages. Hope I'm on the right track. You always get my gray cells working. You dickens you! Happy day, Dellena Contrails make me sick, probably literally. Dellena	2009-06-29 18:01:02
Reaching	Nancy Ann Hemsworth	Nancy, Your thought runs through very well. And your description too. We do all reach for the sun. Sun is life giving. Thankfully! I get stuck: Just to left my roots, the strength I wonder about left/should it be let? The courage needed Loved this stanza: Oh yes, we are all as one, the same Life is life! Of trees, soft grasses in gentle breeze The vastness of a Mountain range The valley lush that runs between We are as the flowing stream Tumbling swift, or so it seems Good job. Hope the sun reaches you! Dellena	2009-06-29 17:47:20
Char-Cold	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Why would hands skate? Winter left blackened hands skating deep & swiftly over cracked ice. I'm not catching your idea. The last lines, show the pain but I can't tie anything together. Sorry Dellena	2009-06-25 17:55:15
It Could Have Rained Yesterday	James C. Horak	James, I feel you are almost lonesome. I know from my experience the aloneness of alone. The years have been many for me. And alone isn't so bad as one would expect, but ever so often the memories of happy times, another's touch, come flooding back. It could downpour yesterday also. A very human emotional poem that grabs one in the gut. Nice James! An ivory handed caress be yours. For all that was ......... Dellena	2009-06-25 17:43:17
Sub T' Abuse	DeniMari Z.	Deni, Our government supplies drugs to the whole. During woodstock they dropped lsd from planes on concert goers. A lot of the now 'eite' made their fortunes during the http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Opium_war america, britain...made lots of money. Our politicians still clean up. They don't want dope to stop. http://www.serendipity.li/cia.html http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CIA_and_Contra%27s_cocaine_trafficking_in_the_US SONNY Bono, former husband and singing partner of superstar Cher, was clubbed to death by hitmen on the orders of drug and weapons dealers who feared he was going to expose them, a former FBI agent claims. Ted Gunderson, now a private investigator, has told the US Globe tabloid that Bono, who served as mayor of Palm Springs for four years, did not die after hitting a tree on a Nevada ski slope in January 1998 as everyone believed. "It's nonsense for anyone to now try to suggest that Bono died after crashing into a tree. There's zero evidence in this autopsy report... to show such an accident happened. Instead, there's powerful proof he was assassinated. "This was an evil plot that was carried out to almost perfection by ruthless assassins," Mr Gunderson told the paper. The former agent, who has been researching Bono's accident for the past decade, said top officials linked to an international drug and weapons ring feared the singer-turned-politician was about to expose their crimes - so they had him killed on the slopes. .................................. So we as simple people are sunk. no chance to change. Unless maybe drugs get legalized. We are in a mess, where only the strong will survive. And they work at weakening everyone. Fake food/chemicals, pesticide, medication, war, chem trails....etc. Good job of capturing attention. Heartfelt. Junkies steal, are dirty, lazy and don't have grit enough to quit. so sad. Dellena	2009-06-17 21:09:03
Heal - To Trust Is Bliss	DeniMari Z.	DeniMari, I think you 'got' it! As to fully living courage, it is difficult but is possible. You should frame this to be read whenever it proves necessary. You have flown over some fires from hell and you are coming full circle into your own. That is parts of the graces you receive for the price of the negative misery. Thank you for sharing your growth. Dellena	2009-06-02 17:55:02
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