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Review of Burqa  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Turtle ~ KanyáthƐko:wa:h ~

Exceptional work. How many of us talk about freedoms and the right to choose,
and yet do not understand why someone (anyone) would choose
to be something other than what we think they should be?

Our standard for normal is ourselves. We force our rules and our
bias (our bigotry) on others and call it freedom. If we have never
taken the time to understand (to know the story), then how
can we say?

And regardless, how can we ever say for another?

We are asked to love, but there's a multitude of people who attach rules
of hypocrisy to that command so that it becomes an act of individual and ego,
rather than an act of life and love.

*Suitheart* love those who love you
*Suitheart* love those who deserve it
*Suitheart* love those whom it is easy to love
*Suitheart* love those who are the same as you

I hate to be the bearer of bad news. I don't know what that is,
but it isn't love.

Thank you so much for this insightful and timely work.

I am reviewing for the May competitions for Rising Star Shining Brigher and Circle of Light Winner. On
behalf of the Circle of Sisters, I thank you for this inspired shelf of words, and for the gift that is your
pen.

Much Love,
Bobbie

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Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)


Dearest Christina ~

I am in awe of your imagination, and in your eagerness and drive. Already, you are becoming
an amazing force on this site, and one with the ability and talent needed to weave
intricate stories of fantasy and character.

Well done.

*Suitheart*

I am reviewing for the May Rising Star Shining Brighter competition. On behalf of the
Circle of Sisters, I thank you for both your dedication and your talent.

Much love,
Tornado

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Review of Love Left Behind  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Crimson Goth ~

If there's one thing that makes us all equally foolish, crazy, sick, euphoric, and broken (sometimes
at the same time) - it has to be love (or maybe food poison).... *Smile*

What I know is that you've done an excellent job of describing the rollercoaster that is love and the pursuit of love.
I think one of my favorite songs said it best - 'love makes sweet and sad the same'.

*Suitheart*

were for this prepared
and not for life before
would every love be best
and every kiss
the scar we wore
every touch returned
to lonely
nights when nothing else
will do
in the stillness of forgiveness
there I find the rest
of you

*Suitheart*

Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

Always,
Tornado

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Review of Forgive Me  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)

Dearest Maiya ~

I try to be compassionate, but seem to always come up short when it comes to those who would abuse a child. The best I can do is try to understand the story of who they are and how they came to write such terrifying pages.

*Suitheart*

was not so long
and still we worried
to mistakes we wore
along the way
others cried
and others suffered
what was wrong
into this day
held our hearts
against the fire
burned so deep
these scars remain
were there to warn
the ones come after
heart to heart and
pain to pain

*Suitheart*

Thank you for this heart-wrenching work.

Much love,
Bobbie

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Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Keaton Foster: Know My Hell! ~

What I loved most about this piece was the understanding and appreciation for just how short the years
can be. They seem forever in the living and but a blink when passed. And yet, there are surely those moments
which, when stretched, hold forever. *Suitheart*

You've done a beautiful job of describing both loss and love. I hurt for the soul who seems lost to everything
but grief when a part of them is gone.

But yet, a part of me can't help but think that no one can leave us unless
we let them. Is Suzy any less present in your life now as she was before? Surely not as wherever you are,
she is. What a wonderful thing to be blessed with such love. Most people live out their lives and never know that
bliss.

They never know that kind of lonely. When you lose someone, it feels like the hole in your gum when a tooth falls out.
You can chew, you can eat, you have plenty of other teeth, but your tongue keeps going back
to that empty place, where all the nerves are still a little raw. The more you try to avoid it,
the more real the absence.

*Suitheart*

Sometimes I think the human heart is just a simple shelf. There's only so much you can pile onto it before
something falls off an edge and you are left to pick up the pieces. And, the pieces are made that much
harder to retrieve when fell under the weight of true love.

Exquisite!

*Suitheart*

I am reviewing for the Rising Stars Shining Brighter contest, and truly appreciate your entry. Thank you
for all the gifts you share with us.

Much love,
Bobbie

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Review of Welcome to Erebus  
Review by Tornado Day
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Captain Carousel ~

Well said!

Need we any further reminder that we are alive than we find in experiencing life? I think not. Can we not
relish the taste of rain, the bliss that becomes thunder, the longing that exists as proof of love.

Lonely serves only to remind us of the warmth that is another; silence filled still with the echoes
that are laughter, song, and the almost invisible sigh!

Indeed, you are alive!

*Suitheart*

The very act of living is a tide; at first it seems to make no difference at all,
and then one day you look down and see how much your pain has eroded.

Exceptional expression of the need for hope. But something more (I think) - an understanding
that beyond the day, we go on. We step eager into the night, filled with anticipation
for the sunrise we know will surely come. *Suitheart*

I am reviewing for the Rising Stars Shining Brighter contest, and truly appreciate your entry. Thank you
for all the gifts you share with us.

Much love,
Bobbie

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Review of Embers  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Turtle ~ KanyáthƐko:wa:h ~

I think we all know this feeling at some point in our lives. We know the ache that often lives where our
heart used to be. We know the curse of wanting that which we cannot touch, and the quiet whisper of dreams
and times long past.

Even when the fire has become no more than a memory, there are moments when still we
know that heat...........when even the memories can burn us..............revealing scars that never fully heal.

But, OHHHHH...........the next best thing to loving and winning is loving as losing. Had we known this would be
our future would we have changed the past, holding on for moments more. Might we have laid awake watching
another, so sure they would go that we slept with our hand on their heart?

The truth is rarely easy. But I have to believe that regardless of tomorrow, love is always a blessing to us.
I may regret much in this life, but never will I regret love. Funny thing about love - it took me a lifetime to realize
things don't get lost if they don't have value- you don't miss what you don't care about.

*Suitheart*

"Joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . .
remember that the other is asleep upon your bed."

*Suitheart*

I would never assume that this was written from your own experience. I know that often words come from and through
us for others, such that you need not know the pain personally in order to know it's heat. You've done a wonderful job
with creating a feeling - a wonderful job of describing the void which is longing. Exceptional work!

I am reviewing for the Rising Stars Shining Brighter contest, and truly appreciate your effort and abilities. Thank you
for all the gifts you share with us.

Much love,
Bobbie

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Review of The Deliverer  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)


Dearest ChrisDaltro-Chasing Moonbeams ~

Although I am not a fan of the 'dark', I thought you did an exceptional job in telling this story. Your characters
were vivid and realistic, and there seemed to be more at work than demons. It takes a real talent to bring characters
to life. *Suitheart*

I am reviewing for the Rising Stars Shining Brighter contest, and truly appreciate your effort and abilities. Thank you
for all the gifts you share with us.

Much love,
Bobbie

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Review of Dandelion Blown  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Tina B ~

You may be thinking that haiku is an easy way out when reviewing.

Ahhh..but the only ones to think haiku is easy are those who've
never truly tried to do it - to create a feeling with a few words. It is to
paint a masterpiece with three swipes of the brush - to create a symphony
with only three notes.

Haiku is the truth in poetic endeavor, and it is the true test of poetic
talent. *Bird*

The thought that this is your first haiku endeavor makes it even more
remarkable, for it is exceptional. I must ask though (since I often wonder)
whether you found yourself thinking in haiku afterwards.

I'm not kidding. I have a book of haiku in my port (As Easy as Breathing),
and for a while, it seems that every thought I had, even the most mundane,
was in haiku form. I found myself standing in line at the market counting
syllables on my fingers...

give me my coupons
put my groceries away
the market's closing

buggies gone crazy
but where did I park my car
a lifetime away

*Suitheart*

But on a more sereious note... this is exquisite. Thank you.

*Suitheart*

words

the heart remembers
words have no strength to declare
allowing for grace

in practiced stillness
we learn the language of love
the universe speaks

more than written words
only a poet can hear
the silence between

*Suitheart*

Tornado Day

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Review of Snow  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)

Dearest Tina B

I was attracted to this poem by the title. Snow.

I, like you, see snow as pure (spiritual), cleansing, and renewing.
You've done an excellent job of helping us to see the beauty and the
power that is intrinsic to snow.

*Suitheart*

would that I come
some months from now
when this
her frozen shawl removed
to find her hands
where peonies were bloomed
to brush away
the white of tears
not yet seen the sun
where yesterday she dreamed
a bed of white

*Suitheart*

Beautiful and inspirational work.

Much love,
Tornado Day

*Bird*

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Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)


Dearest ~A.J. Lyle~ ~

Although I came looking for poetry, I wandered for a while in your selection
of short stories. How I chose this one, I cannot say other than a connection
(or assumed connection) with the title. *Smile*

What I found was a view into every girl's dream.

NO, it's more than that. It's every woman's dream.
It's the desire to change everything, to rewrite an assumed
future. Most would never be able to do that, for exdactly the reasons that
Sarayne was hesitant - because of a belief that there's only one future, and
we've already cast our vote for how it will turn out. *Clock*

...but as long as we have breath

Now, realistically, I would hope that our attachments hold us a little
longer than they held Sarayne. But then again, choices are ours to make
and directions ours to determine. Some of the hardest decisions
to make are ultimately the right thing to do.

For that reason, your story was as believable as it was well written.
For your understanding of women and the romantic nature
of a woman's heart, I applaud you.

I can't imagine a woman anywhere who wouldn't smile when reading
the last line, “Hi guys. I’m not coming back; I just thought you should know.” *Bigsmile*

Very well written, my friend.

*Suitheart*

Much love,
Tornadoday

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Review of Elegent Penance  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Joel,

Again, there's a part of me that wants to take this, break the lines even to a page
and give them new to the world - that they might see something they've passed without
a thought. That they may read with understanding of not only who we are,
but of whom we might become - of the power within us - the power that is love -
love breathed into us by our Father.

In giving love
we understand ourselves
and the gift of love we were created
to be.

My favorite part ~

With foot-steps across the stars, you come to me in a moment
and hold your gaze like a prophet.{'i}


*Suitheart*

Tornado

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Review of Human Pools #3  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Joel,

tis not for me to know
or will to understand
some fallacy of living
some looking
somewhere else

deceived
beriddled
distracted by the world
we are without
might watch the barn
and never see the moon

amazing here
and circles drawn
shall lead us back renewed
to pick the lilies
yesterday
we dreamed

Thank you for sharing your words, your understanding, and your talents.

*Suitheart*

Tornado

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Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Joel,

You know what I wish? I wish you would edit this item to include line breaks.

Know why? Because if you did, then the casual visitor to your port would not stumble thinking
they had passed a polished rock....

but would instead see the amazing gem presented in these words ~

*Suitheart*

we are in a magic dance
faster than time
all singing and ablaze
blurred in a silent mirror
a singular roar of mountains
purged from earth
in fountains glow
begins our chorus

we live as events
to breach our reason
a lost call from an early conch shell
signaling a maiden whale's flight away

the whale's spout glistens in oil
to spray the moon

a single bird falls beside an acorn
shivering for what it knows
slowly
shadows of field-worn icicles
began to fade
with the winter sting
of open eyed stars

winking at our ignorance

What I know - there is knowledge and there is understanding. And beyond understanding,
we become part of the continuous (beautiful) revealing. We wait, becoming one
with wonder.

Exceptional. Thank you for sharing your light.

*Suitheart*

Tornado

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Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest readywriter ~

I thought I would sneak back over as there was nothing
on your porch this morning.

I'm so glad I did. *Suitheart*

There's obviously a special place in my heart
that knows only the wind. It's the breeze that reminds
me that time has no rule, and always there is
tomorrow to be found.

love remembers everything
when moments became more
than lifetimes passed
eternities begin
the chill of last
november
rattles in my soul
a whisper falls
as longing breaths again

Thank you for sharing, my dear friend, and
welcome to this community.

I know already that you will be at home!

*Suitheart*

Much Love,
Tornado
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Review of Relativity  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)

Dearest Robbie ~

There's a name for words that cause us to smile. Maybe that word
is pretty; maybe it is attractive. As a rose is pretty or a painting
attractive.

When words create within us something we can't quite define,
we call it literature. Literature is more than words and rhyme, meter, plot,
and score. When words become blood, then we can rest assured
we are not alone in our ability to see, through words, worlds we might
never know otherwise.

With this piece, you accomplished that. I love your use of 'google
earth' as a portal into another time, into memories perhaps best
forgotten. For moments, we were there with the grampa as he
remembered every step (ninety seconds), and we can easily imagine
his relief to 'be back' in the present.

Thank you for sharing this exceptional piece of literature.

knew I not of places
where of me
were never heard
and far aways somewhere
I must have been
held to me for lifetimes
til sorrow fell away
a door no longer opened
to the past
stands ajar with each
remember when

Thank you for sharing. Your work is much appreciated. This review
provided anonymously by an extraordinary woman, familiar with the depth
of your words and talent. *Suitheart*

Much love,

Tornado

*Suitheart*

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Review of Solicitude  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)

Dearest lucky - ~

There is sadness that comes from loneliness;
loneliness that comes from living;
and a greater sorrow that is born
from walking lonely through a living world.

I've referred to them often as
the invisble culture -
those we would not dare speak to
or touch...
eyes we never meet
'lest we become the same
or become so mired in our helplessness
that we disappear into the abyss that is their losing.

might we wonder of their compassion
for us ~ their prayers that we might understand
the beauty in having little

*Suitheart*

Very nice piece of writing, and a creative use of the image. This review given
on behalf of an exquisite woman, impressed with the power of your pen. *Bird*

Much Love,

Tornado

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Review of The lost Warmth  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)

Dearest lucky - ~

This piece has the feel of true literature. It is simple (yet wondrous),
eager (yet patient). It gives words to a picture of longing.

Sometimes less is more
love haunts us with her details. *Suitheart*

long I will become
all I'm bound to be
the willing hands do find
the glove that waits for me

Superb piece of writing. I truly appreciate the opportunity read and review. This review given
on behalf of an exquisite woman, impressed with the power of your pen. *Bird*

Much Love,

Tornado

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Review of The Old Cottage  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Turtle ~ KanyáthƐko:wa:h ~

I believe it is the fate of the poet to hear the cries no one else can hear,
from places and things unexpected.

We wonder at the jealousy of the moon, the longing of the leaf, and the silence of the mourning
dove once her love has gone. With tired hands, we trace the rings of the oak, seeing again the
pages he has written, lives he has lived. Not only do we wonder, we know...

we believe...
we listen and when we whisper to the stars,
we expect an answer... *Star*

This piece is about just that. It's about a house (one of my favorite things), and while you speak
primarily to the weight of snow upon an old soul, we both know the rest that lives as a house lives.
What's the old saying, 'if these walls could talk'...

A poet knows they do. A poet listens.

My favorite lines ~

"And so tonight I sleep
Comforted by her peace
For she will stand another day"

*Suitheart*

in practiced stillness
we learn the language of love
the universe speaks

more than written words
only a poet can hear
the silence between

*Suitheart*

Extraordinary thought put into these - your living words.

Thank you for sharing. This review gifted to you by an exceptional woman impressed
with your ability of pen.

Much Love,
Tornado

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Review of River  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest Turtle ~ KanyáthƐko:wa:h ~

I'm sure most of us can remember a time when the reach between winters
took forever - the thought of waiting a year for something seemed unrealistic and the
length of eternity. They told us it would change, and we couldn't imagine. *Clock*

But it did, and we did. We woke up one day and realized the winter was coming
sooner than expected, the road running out of places to go.

I love this piece. I chose it for the title, but fell deeper with the words. My favorite lines ~

"ever changing
yet still the same
the course may change
yet the destination remains the same"

*Suitheart*

come now as one was loved before
but can't recall
the river's bank
of canyons dark and
deeper falls
we fell into this moment
when rode a wave
from infancy across
the night to be
as here we were another then
ripples to the sea

*Suitheart*

Beautiful work. Simple yet extraordinary. As all great literature should be.

Thank you for sharing. This review gifted to you by an exceptional woman impressed
with your ability of pen.

Much Love,
Tornado

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Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: 13+ | (5.0)


Dearest Drew ~

Isn’t it funny how things that move us outside our norm are the things that provide
us the best memories?


That crappy picture of us from elementary school will always be our mother’s favorite
(the one where our hair was sticking up or our tooth was missing).

The worst date becomes the best.
The person we criticized becomes our best friend.

There’s something to be said for the old adage, ‘if I’m going to laugh about it later,
I might as well laugh about it now’. *Bigsmile*

I loved this story, partly for these reasons (because it rang true) but moreso because it was
so well written. The details you provided regarding the hurricane were those typically only known
by someone who had lived through one. Many don’t realize that my handle comes from a favorite
song (bad day for catching tornadoes), but also from being caught in one when I was nine.

From trauma, much of what we cling to is born.

And though you didn’t express it, my thought was ‘what a wild first date’! *Wink*

I am intrigued with stories where the characters are believable, and the plot isn’t hidden in words
that are more about the writer than the story. You managed both with ease. You were able
to weave a story from a few hours on a college campus in the midst of a hurricane.

And, yes, it wasn’t lost on me that the hurricane wasn’t given a name. In the lives that stretch
before Carly and Joey, the day will be remembered clearly, but the name of the storm will have
no importance. Well done!

I admit to be slightly confused as to why the ‘leading’ at the first (Joey kept his hand on Carly’s shoulder).
I even wondered if Joey might be blind. As the story progressed, I surmised that it had more
to do with their innocence. Not just innocence, but trust.

I loved the story.

”Something in his eyes was a little off, not necessarily in a bad way,
but wild with childish excitement. Hand in hand, they bolted across the commons area."

We all know that feeling; that soaked to the skin excitement! We recall moments when we rode
through twilight with 'no hands'; or walked polished rocks across the edge of a falls.

We remember moments when we were invincible! When we reflect on them,
we fall in love with the person we were then. *Suitheart*

Thank you for the reminder of just how sweet the fall.

*Suitheart*

Much love,
Bobbie

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Review of Times of Trial  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: 18+ | (5.0)


Dearest Drew ~

Almost without exception, I steer clear of any effort that requires reading short stories on this site. *Bigsmile*
It’s not that I don’t love a good story. I do!! I do!! I am an insatiable reader. However, as I’ve gotten older,
I’ve become much more discriminating in those things I give my attention to. Perhaps it’s the sudden
realization of days numbered ahead being likely less than I’ve known already, I’m wiser with my time. *Clock*

That said, apparently my good sense was on leave when the Rising Star auction started,
and so I donated a package or two. Most made perfect sense as they required only the reading
and review of poetic endeavors. One, on the other hand, made no sense at all for it meant time spent
doing something I’m not particularly fond of. When the auction ended, I was half tempted to check to
make sure Willow hadn’t misunderstood. But then I saw you were the winner, and figured I could suffer
through it if for no other reason than out of kindness to someone I admire.

I wasn’t prepared to be amazed.
I wasn’t prepared to want the short story to become a novella.
I wasn’t prepared to be envious of the hand that penned the pages.

I suppose there are those who would find the story ‘obtuse’ as I believe you touted to me previously
(although when reading, I wondered if that comment was a reference to the storyline). I didn’t find
it that way at all, but rather enjoyed the duel between Carly and his professor.

By any chance, have you seen the movie “Wonder Boys”, staring Michael Douglas, Robert Downey Jr.,
and Tobey Maguire? In some ways (all good), your story reminded me of that movie. The most
obvious of which was that the main character, professor Grady Tripp (played by Douglas) taught
writing at the local college, but his real claim to fame was his first and only novel many years before.
He had received the Pulitzer. There were many reasons as to why he hadn’t written a second book,
some more obvious than others. In fact, he was in the midst of writing a book. The issue was that it was
far from being finished and had already committed more than 900 pages. Tobey Maguire played
the part of a student (much like your Carly); a student that both challenged him
(because he was such a good writer) and idolized him.

If you haven’t seen the film, you should. It’s one of my favorites.

I suppose what I’m trying to say is that I absolutely loved this story. I loved the tender reality
of the keyboard clacking in class, and a chalkboard filled with jerky handwriting. I loved Carly’s
youthful arrogance in speaking with the professor, and, in turn, the professor’s unspoken appreciation
for a student that would dare to risk offense.

I loved the story. I love being surprised.

”Then, over a long but steep decline, it's nothing more than a shaken fist,
a waved cane against a world that moved on somewhere between your first love
and the loss of your parents. And you realize, impotent, that you stood mired in anger
while the years slipped by like so much blood in a vein, heedless to your own innocence."

Like professor Knotts, I came into this expecting it to be the same ole same ole, and you’ve moved
me to set aside my coffee. You’ve proven me to be slightly obtuse by giving me
what I hadn’t expected ~ a true work of literary brilliance. Outstanding!!! *Star*

Thank you, Drew.

*Suitheart*

Much love (and appreciation),
Bobbie

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Review of Humanity  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest anastasia beyverhausen ~

Again, I am impressed with your study and
deliverance of emotion within form. Although still
form, this piece is written in a form of haiku
(which I dearly love).

I love the simple movement of feeling
that is conveyed with minimal words and
soft structure of clarity. Nothing does that as well.
As your work has illustrated, it is possible to write a
encyclopedia with but a few words.

*Suitheart*

the heart remembers
words have no strength to declare
allowing for grace

in practiced stillness
we learn the language of love
the universe speaks

more than written words
only a poet can hear
the silence between

*Suitheart*

Thank you for sharing your words - the talent with which
you paint our world.

*Suitheart*

Much Love,
Tornado

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Review of Finding Love  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: 13+ | (4.5)


Dearest anastasia beyverhausen ~

I admire your dedication to form.

This piece carries such emotion,
but I admit the desire to understand those feelings
more clearly with either less adherence to
form or an explanation of the 'story'
behind the words.

I was grateful for the details around the form, but
longed to know whether the story was as I
perceived - that of a woman who fell in love with
an angel that became a demon once he had won
her heart. *Suitheart*

That's the story I want to know as the reader. Whether you
achieve it with rhyme, meter, form or font is of no real
importance. I want to be moved; not educated. Anyone
can give us adherence to rules and count, but few give us
literature.

You have the talent to give us more, and this piece shows
us that you definitely have the emotion of thought needed
to become not just a good writer, but an extraordinary poet.

Thank you for sharing your gifts.

*Suitheart*

Much Love,
Tornado

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Review of Weep Not  
Review by Tornado Day
In affiliation with Circle of Sisters  
Rated: E | (5.0)


Dearest anastasia beyverhausen ~

Of all the subjects in the world, only one remains
as popular today as it was one hundred years ago...

three hundred years ago

ten thousand years ago...*Suitheart*

Only love remains as dear, and when a poet speaks
with words of love, he is made greater for his
connection with all the world's lovers (present and past)
but he is made less in his understanding
of love's power over his pen.

Exquisite format for a simple (yet beautiful) piece.

when from the hightest steeple fell
the bell we gave a name
was not for us it witnessed
for love was kept the same
as winds long past
and stories told of sailors turned
to home
of castles lit by candle
and tearful nights alone
was but for one
we waited
one for which our heart
would heal
what worlds for this
we wandered
what love awaits us still

*Suitheart*

Much Love,
Tornado
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