That Old Storm Door
For families whose sons and daughters chose another path...74 total reviews
Comment from Dawn Munro
You, my friend, surely know how to evoke imagery, especially the bitter-sweet memories/feelings we all have of one thing, place, time or loved one. all these mental pictures because of a storm door...
Best of luck in the contest.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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You, my friend, surely know how to evoke imagery, especially the bitter-sweet memories/feelings we all have of one thing, place, time or loved one. all these mental pictures because of a storm door...
Best of luck in the contest.
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Thanx so very much for your review, Dawn -- good to hear from you! ;) ;) Hope all's well with you -- take care! ;) Yvette :)
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21+ hours working yesterday (lost chapters, etc.) Forgive my negligence!!! I will try to get back to you soon. (In pain from yesterday's immobility -- not sure I can manage much today...)
Comment from Liz O'Neill
I have to give you A+. This is so good even with the limit of it wanting to rhyme. It is difficult to put the reason for my being so moved, into words. This is based on vicarious or familiar experiences. To take an inanimate object and give it such life is very impressive. You will draw the reader in to reminisce upon their screen door or storm door. The other thing I can envision is your writing would inspire others if they are writers, to create their own written expression of their remembrances. Well done
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I have to give you A+. This is so good even with the limit of it wanting to rhyme. It is difficult to put the reason for my being so moved, into words. This is based on vicarious or familiar experiences. To take an inanimate object and give it such life is very impressive. You will draw the reader in to reminisce upon their screen door or storm door. The other thing I can envision is your writing would inspire others if they are writers, to create their own written expression of their remembrances. Well done
Comment Written 15-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Wow, Liz -- this is such an awesome review, ma'am -- THANK YOU!! :) To know that my words touched you is the highest praise that I can receive and your detailing of how and why mean more than you could ever know... I do hope you have a wonderful weekend ahead!! ;) :) Take care! ;) Yvette
Comment from Janice Canerdy
This moving, descriptive poem is mother's love, nostalgia, and the march of time all rolled into one. Places and things can become precious symbols of memorable events.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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This moving, descriptive poem is mother's love, nostalgia, and the march of time all rolled into one. Places and things can become precious symbols of memorable events.
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Thanx for your review on this one, Janice -- always good to hear from you over there! ;) Yvette
Comment from djsaxon
Warmly stated, moving and thought provoking. The curlicues clearly define your son's journey. Solid AABB rhyme. Our boys shouldn't be embroiled in conflict on foreign shores, but I must applaud their courage. God bless - DJ
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Warmly stated, moving and thought provoking. The curlicues clearly define your son's journey. Solid AABB rhyme. Our boys shouldn't be embroiled in conflict on foreign shores, but I must applaud their courage. God bless - DJ
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Thanx so much for your review, DJ -- much appreciated, sir!! ;) :) Yvette
Comment from CrystieCookie999
I like the sense of progression of time and memories in this poem. One of my favorite lines is: His stubby legs bouncing to fun raindrop rhythms, because little children seem to be made of joy. I think with the word "Senior" you can un-capitalize it. Good luck in the contest!
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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I like the sense of progression of time and memories in this poem. One of my favorite lines is: His stubby legs bouncing to fun raindrop rhythms, because little children seem to be made of joy. I think with the word "Senior" you can un-capitalize it. Good luck in the contest!
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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You are so right about that one, ma'am! ;) :) Thanx for the wonderful review, Crystie -- so glad those stubby legs made you smile!! ;) Think Still debating on senior/Senior....looked at it both ways...we'll see -- but thank you so very much for the heads up!! ;) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
Comment from Cindy Warren
Memories make it hard to let go of these things. Some of the stuff I've kept over the years makes no sense at all. I hope your son returns home safe and sound. Best of luck to you.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Memories make it hard to let go of these things. Some of the stuff I've kept over the years makes no sense at all. I hope your son returns home safe and sound. Best of luck to you.
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Thanx for the wonderful review, Cindy -- so glad you found the understanding/ meaning in this one!! ;) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
Comment from Ricky1024
This is a Rhyming Contest Entree rich in Theme and Imagery.
It read well and it fllowed well with no Grammar issues as well.
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Adjective and Objective Contents were both Excellent and Exceptional while Descriptive Measures aligned perfectly.
This remind me of my little one I called him buddy friend so he got older like around that seventh grade Mark but he never pressed his face immense against the glass door but he wanted my garden is diaper saying holy Crackle!
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of course am I. With him 18 years later he didn't have a chance to really get into too much talk about college even though I was telling him about Brookdale which is a vocational school New Jersey where you could learn the art of Being mechanic.
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unfortunately my little guy is now living in this holy crackle World far far above as an organ tissue donor which is another story.
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You follow my work you will cry.
Thanks and good luck with this.
Doctor Ricky 1024
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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This is a Rhyming Contest Entree rich in Theme and Imagery.
It read well and it fllowed well with no Grammar issues as well.
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Adjective and Objective Contents were both Excellent and Exceptional while Descriptive Measures aligned perfectly.
This remind me of my little one I called him buddy friend so he got older like around that seventh grade Mark but he never pressed his face immense against the glass door but he wanted my garden is diaper saying holy Crackle!
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of course am I. With him 18 years later he didn't have a chance to really get into too much talk about college even though I was telling him about Brookdale which is a vocational school New Jersey where you could learn the art of Being mechanic.
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unfortunately my little guy is now living in this holy crackle World far far above as an organ tissue donor which is another story.
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You follow my work you will cry.
Thanks and good luck with this.
Doctor Ricky 1024
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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I have followed your work for a very long while now, Doc -- and it is beautiful the way you speak of
Comment from Janetsue
This is a very moving poem. I was raised in a military family and appreciate the members serving in all of the branches. I love seeing the flag's reflection in the storm door glass! :-) Janet
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This is a very moving poem. I was raised in a military family and appreciate the members serving in all of the branches. I love seeing the flag's reflection in the storm door glass! :-) Janet
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Thanx for the wonderful review, Janet -- so glad you found the understanding/ meaning in this one!! ;) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
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You, too, my friend!
Comment from royowen
It's the same for a dad who has to surrender care of his little girl to a young man, capable and good, but still wet behind the ears. You tell them they are loved and welcome to come home, but you still worry, it's a bad mean world out there. Beautifully written, storm door is such a great title Yvette. I never had sons, but I imagine the same cross gender anxiety. But I have beautiful grandsons with mums who will discover welfare worry. Just love this outstanding work, well done, blessings, Roy
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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It's the same for a dad who has to surrender care of his little girl to a young man, capable and good, but still wet behind the ears. You tell them they are loved and welcome to come home, but you still worry, it's a bad mean world out there. Beautifully written, storm door is such a great title Yvette. I never had sons, but I imagine the same cross gender anxiety. But I have beautiful grandsons with mums who will discover welfare worry. Just love this outstanding work, well done, blessings, Roy
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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Oh, yeah... it's just tough all 'round if you are an involved/loving parent, Roy... they just grow up too damn fast! ;) Thanx for the wonderful review, sir -- so glad it touched you!! ;) Take care and have a great weekend! ;) Yvette
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It is indeed
Comment from Debbie Pope
I'm glad that your son is just going off to college. That is bad enough. When my son returned from college for the first time, we paid to park the car at the airport and waited inside the airport to catch the first glimpse of him. I still wear his tee shirts half the time. Not giving those away any time soon. It is touching that the community gathers to pay their respects to the young soldier. Very deserving.
I'm glad that I read your poem. Your rhymes are good. Some are soft rhymes, but your story is so good, it should do well in the contest.
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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I'm glad that your son is just going off to college. That is bad enough. When my son returned from college for the first time, we paid to park the car at the airport and waited inside the airport to catch the first glimpse of him. I still wear his tee shirts half the time. Not giving those away any time soon. It is touching that the community gathers to pay their respects to the young soldier. Very deserving.
I'm glad that I read your poem. Your rhymes are good. Some are soft rhymes, but your story is so good, it should do well in the contest.
Comment Written 14-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 15-Aug-2019
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You are too funny -- a mom to the core!! ;) :) Nahh... this one doesn't 'sing' like they expect the winners to do, I'm afraid, but it was one that I just felt compelled to write... the storm just happened to just 'sing' to me - LOL! LOL! :) ;) Thanx for the review, ma'am -- you take care and start looking at next month's calendar on a Tuesday... ??? We can meet 'in-between' somewhere for lunch...? :) :) Take care! ;) Yvette
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I look forward to it. Are you off on Tuesdays?
