Claire H. Currier's E-Mail Address: poeticclaire@juno.com


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I began writing poetry in May of l998. Married with three grown children, three step-children, and fourteen grandchildren. I am a paralegal who also enjoys country music, crafts and flea marketing, gardening and flowers. My poetry is a collection on love, life and the healing of the soul. Many of the poems are reflections attibuted to pain felt from others, joyful times shared, children and a walk with the Lord Jesus.

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The Leila GitaRegis L ChapmanWell my friend, this certainly comes from deep within your heart and is filled with so much emotion that one could not ignore the depth of it from your soul to her soul. Indeed it is big and would be hard for someone like me to try and suggest any cuts since you are the author and the one with such great emotion. I am pleased to have read it and I am certain your lady will be thrilled to receive it. Take good care, God Bless, Claire2008-05-03 14:01:40
ThiefNancy Ann HemsworthHi Nancy...interesting read, gives this reader lots to think about with many images to search out. He stole the rest really stands out in closing. Perhaps you might do another beginning with He stole the rest. Hope you are well. Think of you often. God Bless, Claire2008-05-03 05:02:54
House NoisesRegis L ChapmanWelcome back poet and congratulations on your new move, life and above all girlfriend. I enjoyed the read and feel of this poem, the way your words brought forth so many emotions, feelings, images, the different paths created for that journey from one to the other. Good rhyme to the flow ......looking forward to more of your work. Thanks for posting and taking the time to care. God Bless, Claire2008-04-25 08:36:05
Fire AntJames C. HorakNever thought much of fire ants as they are not usually around this part of the country. They sound like I would not want them anyway, how scarry they must be.....your words certainly projected such an image to me....THEN I was walking in the woods with my daughter and her son and as we were leaving there was a road with some pretty busy ants.....she mentioned to watch out for the fire ants...of course never seeing one before and remembering your poem recently read I did stop to see what was close to my feet. Well, they were so busy working, they were half red, bright red, and I never knew that......and to think I was sitting on the ground just a little way down the road......from now on I am going to look before I sit very well. And you were right, they are horrid little creatures that looked like they would be nasty ifthey bit. Thanks for posting, sorry about the response but I just wanted to share....God Bless, Claire2008-04-21 08:31:01
An EndDellena RovitoTruth beknown my friend we should all be shaking in our pants. Your words bring to life the way it is today, the deceit our leaders pawn on us, the loss of our freedom, and to think torture is legalized while freedom is broken down. So much to think about, so much to talk about, and so much to do something about. Thank you for posting and for caring. God Bless, Claire2008-04-18 10:03:19
InfidelityAudrey R DoneganWelcome poet and thank you for posting this easy flowing piece. I might suggest though that you use spell check as we cannot change the error once it is posted. So easy for those typos to appear. Still your words bring forth emotions, images and what it takes to complete the poem. God Bless, Claire2008-04-18 08:19:17
Shaun R.I.P.DeniMari Z.I am so very sorry that your pain is so deep ...the loss of a child, no matter what age he or she is, leaves such an emptiness which you certainly are feeling. Indeed your blood ran through his veins, the bond of mother/son/child shall always remain within the lining of your heart, the memories that you made together as he grew into manhood. Your pen will help ease your pain and your memories will bring you peace of heart once more......yet, that time may be some time off. Take each day as a new beginning, let those tears flow for they will help heal your heart. My thoughts and my prayers remain with you and always express the feelings of the heart. God Bless, Claire2008-04-14 19:51:05
Second to NoneKenneth R. PattonBeautifully expressions of emotions and most of all LOVE.......I can see the smile, feel the urge to reach out and touch as she passes by.......that must be some embrace my friend and the best part is she is all yours.......sounds to me like a nice fit indeed. Good presentation, nice word flow, and I am all for love....God Bless, Claire2008-04-05 22:37:47
substanceTerrye GodownGood title poet, enjoyed the read and all that it brought forth......life may be the same day in and day out to many but it appears your journey is an adventure right from the start. God Bless, Claire2008-04-03 09:00:14
You Wonder? (How could you?)Kenneth R. PattonGood morning Ken; love is in the air and it is so nice to read it from your pen......often we do wonder perhaps why some do what they do, remain with whom they are, make your life so much easier and enjoyeable.....love is the answer and you have stated it so nicely. Good for you and one for the list this month. God Bless, Claire2008-04-03 08:57:16
What Once WasDellena RovitoHi Poet.....enjoyed the flow of words and the thoughts, emotions and images it has created. Joy/Pleasure......a lovely combination yet it has to at times take a back seat to grief and loneliness. Knowing it is there just waiting gives hope to many situations we face in life......hope you are well, that Spring has reached you by now; for us we still have snow on the ground.......woe is me...heheh......God Bless, Claire2008-04-01 12:07:15
Autumn TambourinesDeniMari Z.You certainly are busy in your work these days and I might add all have been a joy to read. This one brings forth the beauty of the land and as we who are fotunate enough to watch the leaves turn shades of red, gold, yellow and orange, know what you speak of within the lines. I like the ending too as you take a dip into the mysterious pool of life.....so true.....each day is a new beginning and each road we travel a journey in itself. Thanks once more for posting and sharing your God given talent with us. God Bless, Claire2008-04-01 08:51:52
Hurricane ZoneDeniMari Z.Well presented read poet, one that allows the reader to see and feel what you are going through ....my prayers are with you and all who face such disasters.......I know my sister and her family were in a region of warnings last night for tornados..... Here in New England we seem to have snow storms, once in awhile hurricanes and perhaps a little earth tremor.....when they put up warnings it frightens even the calmest of hearts.......I enjoyed how you used the senses to bring out your read. Stay warm, dry and above all safe. God Bless, Claire2008-04-01 08:48:24
Heart PassageDeniMari Z.DeniMari this is so beautiful and so filled with all of your inner emotions. I agree, tears do not always bring the release we need when our heart breaks or we do not understand what happened and why. Of course there are only two things in life we do know about birth and death.........I am certain your mom is with you every day as is mine; she shines in the night sky like a becon of light for you to find safety from your storms in, her love is everlasting as is the love of God........Your mother must be honored by this read for it is one worthy of the contest and framing as well. Thank you and God Bless, Claire2008-04-01 08:44:19
Friend O' HeartRene L BennettGood morning poet: nice easy flow to your words, good free style, easy to associate to for during one's lifetime we have all sent someone in a different direction then perhaps what our intention was and our own memories always bring them close to us again. Going on my list for the month and I wish you well, God Bless, Claire2008-03-27 07:07:57
StraysNancy Ann HemsworthHi Nancy.....nice to find your work this morning. Powerful read it is, you did a great job bringing to life with images the people you are speaking of. The words flow in that it brakes one heart to think perhaps I may know one of these lost souls. I am afraid though no one but themselves can take their pain away and change the road they journey on life through. Hope and pray you are well. Happy Spring, God Bless, Claire 2008-03-25 09:29:30
My Old Sockmarilyn terwillegerThank you once more for reposting this poem...........enjoyed it the first time thus an added bonus for this month. I have a little treasure box with some of my memories.......I can remember mom having a box filled with dried flowers..........among other treasures. God Bless, Claire2008-03-18 05:31:36
I Knew the Seamarilyn terwillegerEnjoyed the read and all the images that it brought forth.......the storm, Thunder dropped on turquoise sea, its voice thick with sighs. Water whirled in passing wind on cold, white heaps of foam. So power filled is the sea when it is aroused......... Liked the way you repeated I knew the sea, I knew the waves......as always poet a well presented presentation worth reading, sharing and voting on for the month. God Bless, Claire2008-03-18 05:28:50
Blended GraceDavid OBrienFirst of all Welcome to the link poet......and thanks for posting. Good title for this interesting read. I can relate well to it for my legs which used to walk six miles a day hardly walk at all now. Your words flowed into images even bringing forth a medical therapy team to help get things going again. Sad to say though some are now statistics, driven or cared for by others....yet, still active within their own limits. Looking forward to more of your work, God Bless, Claire 2008-03-13 08:48:10
Light Tones and Horses PlayingJames C. HorakBeautifully penned ....love the images you have created within these lines. steel blue stallion preening tossing head and earth stamping.........I am sure his lady was deeply taken ....you can feel the still cold air and see the steam coming from the stallion's nostrils......I so love to watch horses especially at play or in the dating sense of the words. Thanks for posting, should make the list for the month, God Bless, Claire2008-03-08 23:39:13
ReflectionsMichael BirdReflections, good title for this one. Nice read, lots of images created with the flow of your words, mirror colored sky....the opening tells me you speak of the loss of someone you dearly loved and still do......the loss is so deep that you are frightened to move on perhaps fearing more losses along the way......we all get older, day by day and yes before we realize it the gray is here to stay along with the aches and pains of our age. You and I both know your wife would not want you to stay where you are she above all would want you to live life to the fullest ...remember Michael today is the first day of the rest of your life and only you can make it what you want........thanks for the read, the food for thought which brought forth reflections of my own. God Bless, Claire2008-03-08 23:32:19
The Beggarmarilyn terwillegerFrom start to finish this one touches your soul.....filled with so many images and feelings, reminds me of one I wrote many years ago........certainly one for the contest, one for sharing and one for keeping close to read over and over again... I love the image created in the following stanza..... His thin hands held palm to palm, Jaded eyes heaven bent and contours of his frame were calm. Thank You, he sighed, content. Always a pleasure to find your work and this one is certainly filled with topping. God Bless, Claire2008-03-08 19:53:59
We Care - But We Don'tDeniMari Z.Oh my dear friend in poetry......this one hits home so very very hard........actually I even laughed out loud at the last stanza for there I stood, right beside you.........life is certainly strange and the more we give the less we receive......or at least it seems that way.....your words flowed well, rhymed great, brought forth images, emotions and memories.......worse yet, it is the way life is at present for me.....and perhaps for you. All I can say is bravo and Amen........going on my list for the contest for sure......hope all is well and that life will hug you better soon. God Bless, Claire2008-03-08 11:21:45
Sleeping Dogs - a repartee with "Fear"Mary J CoffmanFacing our own fears is what stands out to me in this read Mary and one that you have penned quite well. Certain to make the list of winners along with a few others you have presented this month. Always look forward to your work. Good luck and God Bless, Claire2008-03-06 19:10:26
Assume LoveKenneth R. PattonAssume Love is an eye catching title for this very nice read. Like the way you started each stanza with If we do assume Love.......love can and does conquer all.......and I like the era shared greater than the sum of two.........good job......thanks for posting, hope all is well with you and yours, God Bless, Claire2008-03-03 19:37:53
The Autopsy's CoronerJames C. HorakInteresting.....I guess I watch too much CSI Miami......I find the coroner there treats the corpse like a friend and that to me seems good.......good thing I never became a doctor/surgeon.....I would be afraid to hurt even a deceased body.....tried to figure out what poem brought this one to life......still working on it. Again, good presentation, thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-02-27 08:25:26
You Will Shine - RepostDeniMari Z.Nice easy read to your work Deni......good rhyme, much food for thought as well.......images and emotions abound...always enjoy you work........God Bless, Claire2008-02-25 09:05:07
Storm DamageMary J CoffmanStorm Damage, good title and most fitting for this one......sadness from the start, emotion spent which are allowing images to be created thus adding to the read. You take each season it seems and carry it along for this deep sadness seems everlasting. Thank you for posting, sharing your work. Look forward to more.....God Bless, Claire2008-02-25 08:55:30
Not Particularmarilyn terwillegerNot sure if I had the pleasure to find this one when it was last posted but I am certainly happy I did this time. Very nice presentatio, again your words bring forth a spectacular picture and one can see the flowers in wait to burst and those that are bursting forth.......saw a robin the other morning though we have had a foot of snow since. Those poor birds........no wonder they come to the feeders all year long.......and probably wish they stayed in the south a bit longer. I love the sounds of running water that have also been presented within the lines......January thaw........we are still waiting for it to arrive here in Tully. Thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-02-23 18:25:34
Enchantmentmarilyn terwillegerLovely read and wonderful title for this poem my friend....your words never fail to bring forth many wonderful images and emotions....I could actually see this beautiful tree undressing leaf by leaf until the wind came and took her skirt away........Finding the world around us so beautiful and listening to all the sounds it creates especially deep in the night when the moon shines bright and the animals are content one stills the deep loss of the season, of the person who was once with us in life and now in death and it is so easy to see the willows weep and the widow wipping those tears away, just for now..... Super job, thanks for posting, be safe in your ventures through the woods......Spring should be right around the corner, at least we pray it is.....God Bless, Claire2008-02-23 18:19:03
Sweet IronyRobin Ann CrandellThank you for taking the time to repost this poem.......love is often hard to let go when both parties do not agree on the forever after portion. You words certainly indicate the loss you felt then and even today as you indicate the words are true still today. You do leave me wondering if indeed you two did meet and share a moment or two as your hopes indeed indicate your feelings toward this person were not set free thus it may have been doomed from the very start. How very sad that is.... Thanks and God Bless, Claire2008-02-23 11:19:40
TragicThomas H. SmihulaNot sure of finding the word within my friend but I might say this one certainly does bring forth many images and emotions........what was once a life filled with purpose and meaning, love and laughter, joys and sorrows may now sit alone, empty and in wait....having worked in a nursing home I have seen much of this around me and indeed it is so very sad.......if I were to pick a word within the lines I would say....barely alive.....for some that is what the golden years bring........Thanks for posting and sharing, God Bless, Claire2008-02-23 04:48:15
Starlit DepthJames C. HorakInteresting read, your words certainly do bring forth many images and memories.......when I was a little girl our summers were spent at the cottage on the lake, it was nothing fancy but to us a palace and I remember mom standing in the moonlight, the sky filled with stars and her telling me how the stars dance on the pond below. Actually there is nothing more beautiful or peaceful then the artistic beauty of the moon and the stars glowing in the night sky with the reflection of it all joining the earth below. Thanks for such a beautiful setting. God Bless, Claire 2008-02-23 04:36:41
Mortal Wingsmarilyn terwillegerMy imagination ran with this one poet......Mortal Wings........right away the image of angels danced about in my thoughts along with the empty seas and ship of promised sail....two hearts separated by death now restored when those mortal wings are still and frail.......for love does not die love does live on forever. Now, this is just my take on the flow of your words and I might add I enjoyed the read very much. God Bless, Claire2008-02-23 04:28:30
Simplicity of a ChildRene L BennettBeing a memere I must say the best time of the day is when I sit and play with Ben and Molly....their hugs and laughter bring such joy to my heart. Then clouds came drifted (drifting) by thought drifting read easier to me....just a suggestion on my part of course.......your words are so true to life and images of my own past came bursting forth.. for whatever reason anxiety set into my life it stayed with me for well over fifteen years.....not much laughter then but lots of fear...thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-02-22 07:59:24
Law OfficeClaudia F. SepeHi Claudia.....indeed.....a trip to the lawyer's office is an experience one will always remember.....the cost of which does at times use up all of one's resources and then some. I worked for a lawyer for fifteen years and at times found it hard to believe the amount of money spent by the client......and then the times the retainer was paid and never totally used or returned.....sad if you ask me.....I am not sure about the word believes being right but perhaps beliefs might be better placed.....in the ending line perhaps if you add the word (to change the world beginning with changing our own)...just a thought.....If you see others in the office (thus adding an 's' to other); But there are just some of us whose (who) is willing to fight Much food for thought within your lines poet and I know it is not easy to sit across from the attorney and talk about your situations whatever they may be......a nervous situation for everyone.....thanks for posting, look forward to more of your work, God Bless, Claire2008-02-19 11:34:26
Ghost Townmarilyn terwillegerPoet this poem is beautiful in every sense.....your presentation takes the reader right where you are....one can not only feel the love in your heart for your father which you still carry today......the images presented along with the flow of words brings the setting to life........his memories brought forth memories of stories my own mom used to speak of.......the same yet in a different part of the country. Thank you for posting this one again........certainly will be on my list for the month.....God Bless, Claire2008-02-15 02:46:59
Just ShitRene L BennettHad to smile to myself as I read this Rene....reminded me of days gone by when I would rise at night with pen in hand and write whatever came at me..........indeed being totally emptied after. Your form is right on, the words flow taking the reader along for the ride and the images are all there. thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-02-10 20:58:36
Love Tidemarilyn terwillegerBeautiful is this sonnet poet and well worth posting once more. Your words flow and capture the reader and I find the title 'pulling' on its own. God Bless, Claire2008-02-01 08:06:37
Gone The Sweet Sound Of The LarkDellena RovitoInteresting read poet, memories perhaps of a life once lived in which all was good within our world.....soon to change though as one law turns into another then another and there the sweetness of it all ended as one group decided to take control and run with it..........mom used to like to sit and watch the clouds roll by telling us what she could see above.......fantasies might have been enough for her back then but even mom opened her eyes before leaving this world we live in and often searched for the sound of the whipporwhil at dusk letting her know all was right within her world. Strange how ones thoughts on paper bring forth so many other thoughts and memories along with hopes and dreams of things still to come. Thanks for posting, hope you are well and warm during this rather cold spell.....God Bless, Claire 2008-02-01 04:21:43
Within a Moment...Mary J CoffmanBeautifully written as your words flow so do the emotions, images, and beauty of it all.....perhaps a most difficult piece to write yet so uplifting to the reader.......to capture it all like you did is wonderful. Thanks for posting, spring, summer, fall or winter seasons they are always within our hearts to stay.......God Bless, Claire2008-01-31 08:10:22
When Love Is Not Enoughmarilyn terwillegerThe sorrow which one feels at the passing of a loved one is so deep and holding.........the love shared during life's journey remains tucked within the lining of one's heart........your pain is certainly felt once more within the lines poet......the words bring forth emotions and images thus allowing each reader to go where he or she might need to be........capturing the moment , the time, the place, where you might still want to be.......I have said it before.......and I will say it once more........he is always with you as you are with him.....let those tears mingle and fall, release the pain felt deep within and leave a rose upon his grave walking away with peace within your own soul. Thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-01-26 15:15:34
Melancholy’s FinaleKenneth R. PattonCertainly hit home with this one Ken......been in tears most of the day with the sadness of my soul knowing I am in need of a miracle of some sort.......enjoyed the thoughts presented and the knowledge left to find.......stay warm good job.....God Bless, Claire2008-01-26 15:06:41
Lavished LullabyJames C. HorakHi James........I have read this over and over and am having a most difficult time to turn my thoughts away in the second stanza........I love the word flow in the opening stanza, the images created with the flow of your pen.....having 18 grand children I have often seen the picture you paint and feel the emotions associated with a newborn child. I have a beauty of a picture with my grandson laying on his daddy's chest and though he is not a she the emotions are still there. Then I find myself lost in the second stanza for I am fearing this child has been taken away......her picture seemed all he had......that and the cold steel used to tag, then my own eyes search the hevens as I too look for something to be seen as it reaches to the sky. If you would be so kind to let me know how ignorant I am and what you do mean it will be greatly appreciated. Actually, I am going to place it on my list for the month and I am sure there is something pulling me back for yet another read or two. God Bless, Claire2008-01-21 22:06:15
Proceed With CautionRene L BennettGood title poet, well presented read where your words allow for many images to be created by the reader. Really enjoyed the rhyme as well.........thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-01-20 16:09:23
Upon Januarymarilyn terwillegerBeautifully presented poet, your words bring to life what Mother Nature is presently up to......January the first month of the new year bringing a relief of sorts to the harshness of winter though we just had a foot plus of snowfall (quite lovely) and more to come on Friday..........we have an open field across from our home filled with trees of all sorts and they just stood out in awesome beauty yesterday morning with their silvery coatings especially when the morning sun broke over the mountain behind them. Again, your work is awesome and thanks for posting, God Bless, Claire2008-01-16 08:37:44
Reaches OutClaudia F. SepeMy heart feels the deep pain this child (you) must have felt from the time you were born, able to see the light and to reach out to the person that you perhaps thought kept you safe within herself until this moment. You do not stress though why this child feels no one reaching back into her....you have used free verse in writing style and this works well with this one.....your pen has words that continue to flow allowing one image after another to be created thus bringing to life this baby, growing into a young child, then adult and with child of her own......the sadness that leads up to this point and the tears and mixture of emotions that are felt once she holds her own baby go beyond compare. Once more though the heart breaks as the child is no longer there for whatever reason not stated within the lines.....allowing the reader to go with their own imagination and ending as this young woman returns to her child like state of not feeling again. Seeing the words you created with the flow of your pen I feel that perhaps you are once more taking hold of your life, trying to put the past behind or remove the pain held within for whatever reaso it was there in the beginning. If I could hold you in my arms I would for we all need to be loved and love to be needed. Thanks for posting, for sharing this most difficult time with us. Perhaps you will post more giving us insight to this lovely young lady and where she is today. God Bless, Claire2008-01-12 20:10:26
A True StoryKenneth R. PattonHi Ken.....well written presentation of the memories of a young boy talking with his grandfather bringing to life memories that not only reminded him of the grandfather he knew and most likely admired but also the hopes of this grandfather about ending war for good........ bet your grandfather raised many cows and it is not surprising that your memory of the smell of cows was with him too......your words bring forth images of the farmhouse, the man who worked the land an the man who went to war.....my own grandfather fought in the Spanish American War...........my husband in the VietNam War and my son in law was one of the first to serve in Iraq......my own memories run in many directions as I read this piece and I know as each of our relatives and friends served in so many wars it was their one hope that this was te last war so you boys would not have to go and fight anymore.........Thank you for posting and sharing this with us and for the hope it brings that this may be the last war to be fought.........emotions are fille in this one too. God Bless, Claire2008-01-08 18:28:29
If my heart was one within itselfMark Andrew HislopWell presented poem filled with so much inner being......word flow allows for emotions and images to present themselves to the one partaking in the reading. Thank you for posting; this one certainly deserves to make the winners list. God Bless, Claire2008-01-03 14:42:01
Tears in Decembermarilyn terwillegerHis echo whispers; December.....thus he is still with you as the year is coming to a close and the opening of a new year will also find him with you.......beautiful words, beautiful settings, so filled with your memories of he who was and is still is a most important part of your life.......I am certain for others reading this as it has been for myself, memories flood my own mind and images of dad, mom and so many more come bursting forth......and yes, I do feel the tears as they fall knowing they are with me still. May you be well, may the Lord continue to bless your pen and may you forever feel him with you. God Bless, Claire2007-12-27 08:30:47
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