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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your story "Night (Chapter Three), and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how this chapter has left an impact on me.

This chapter of your story peaked my interest.

The last paragraph of this chapter reads as follows:

If it weren't for Sam, the monsters would have broken through. She could feel reality shattering, the same as it always did. She could hear them begging her to let them go, begging her to just go to sleep. To free them. It wouldn't happen.

The monsters seemed to be okay, since they would beg her to let the reality that was shattering to let it go, begging her to go to sleep. It was too bad that this didn't happen. I guess she couldn't rest because they haunted her so. Missing the people that were dear to her, was terrifying.

I can relate to this. Something dreadful happened to me one night, when I witnessed the aftermath of a crime. It still hangs on with me. I do as well as I can, but it doesn't go away.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I was wondering in your story if the monsters end up going away.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, happiness, and understanding throughout your life. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Blissful Repose  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your poem "Blissful Repose" and I will give you a review of my thoughts as I read it.

Your poem is well-written. It has a beautiful way of expressing your sentiments. I could feel the emotion behind it as I was reading it. I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I would love to read more of your poems. Keep up the good work.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your letter "It's Easy Said and Done.", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your letter relates to me.

First, I would like to point out a misspelling. You wrote the word "Rela" late on the third line down, which I think you mean "related. You may want to check on when to capitalize a word. Read it over and let me know what you think. I am not trying to discredit anything; I only want to be helpful.

I can relate well to what you have written. I, also think along these lines. My intention is to politely say something without hurting their feelings. This is hard to do since some people are sensitive to what is said to them.

I encourage you to keep writing. It would be nice to have others be more kinder toward others when pointing out something that would be helpful to them, rather than to hurt them. Some are quick to say something without thinking about how it can cause someone to be hurt by someone's remark. I was taught to think about what you say before you say it. Your letter gives some good advice.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Jack's Beanstalk  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your poem "Jack's Beanstalk.", and I am giving you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poetry has impacted me.

Your poetry reads as follows:

This is a tale about Jack, who lived with his mother,
Where problems led into this, that, and the other,
"What shall we do?" Jack asked, with furrowed brow,
"I know!" his mother replied. "We must sell our cow."

Jack led the cow along the road toward town,
On the way, they met a man just hanging around,
"Hey, want to trade your cow for some magic beans?"
Jack shook his head, "Magical, what does that mean?"

Good things happen, boy, and you won't regret it,
Well, it does sound super cool, that I can admit,
The exchange was made without any guarantee,
Jack wondered, "I hope mom won't be mad at me."

Jack ran home and showed his mother the magic beans,
"You go and get our cow back!" was all she screamed,
Jack searched, but the man was nowhere to be found,
Disgusted with himself, he threw the beans to the ground.

After a restless sleep, Jack woke to an astounding sight,
Out his window, a massive beanstalk had grown overnight,
I'll climb to see where it goes. I'm not afraid!
This will be my very own adventure, my crusade.

Jack climbed and climbed, then stopped, feeling free at last,
Whatever is up there, no more dwelling on the past,
He began climbing again, above the clouds, to the top,
An amazing sight greeted his eyes, and his jaw dropped.

What is going on? Animals are talking to each other!
Jack asked, "Where am I." THIS IS THE LAND OF NETHER1
They shouted as mystical creatures gathered about,
Jack could understand them, even a genie shouted.

"Hello, Jack! Are you ready to make your three wishes?"
I wish for a pot of gold, a pond full of fish,
And a lovely home where my mom and I can thrive,
"You got it! Say hello to your mother when you arrive."

He and his mother lived happily in their new home,
Jack married, settled down, never more did he roam,
But now and then they would climb the beanstalk,
To visit the land above the clouds, their fantasy walk.

I have made a few minor corrections to your poem to make your poem sound even better. Read it over and let me know what you think.

Your children's poem is well-written. I enjoyed it from the beginning to the end.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. Any child would love to read this.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: 13+ | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your poem "Fear's Ocean", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem has impacted me.

Your poem reads as follows:

I was afraid to go into the store,
masked men and women were abuzz everywhere.
I, with anxiety, hosting the fear,
thinking that terror had gone from my life.

Many's the time when at midnight it roared;
razor-sharp teeth and long claws to incise.
Gripping me tight, taking hold of my throat,
cruel is the night, when the enemy comes.

How does fear take hold at the store?
Safeguards are in place; I know masks are in use;
This is the virus upending the world;
much is the stress overtaking me now.

So I walked, taking hold of a cart;
I had no wipes though I was wearing gloves.
I walked away keeping distance in mind,
(this social distancing is new to us all).

(Fear is the ice trickle chilling the spine;
shopping so grave and no faces are shown.
Eyes only -- it was like a strange Halloween,
this is a zone in the twilight of the day.

It is an ordeal, up and down aisles, quickly;
there rose some steam-fogging glasses, no less.
We were all bandits commanded by the bug;
hostages, we, in the pathogens rule.

Left brain or right brain anxiety lives,
yet, I in struggle, demanded it pause.
Getting in line then, a tall man ahead
muttered, Not too close, I stood incensed.

Meeting the challenge as fear laughed with glee;
holding in check the anxious devil for sure.
And that reminded me, though it a bitch;
I am the captain of my shift today.


I made a few minor corrections for your story to read better. Read it over, and let me know what you think.

Your poem has a lot of depth to it. It sounded like a bad day turning into a good one.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I would suggest you get an editor to help you. They can make a story sound better.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness during your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your poem "Where Are You Today?", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem has impacted me.

Oh, I can feel the emotions behind your poem. In a world where destruction is evident, it's hard to feel the presence of God. Rest assured though, He is with us always, even when we don't think He is. God gave us a choice whether to believe or not to believe. It's a matter of faith and trust. God is a God of love. Too many people have turned their backs on Him. They want to blame Him for everything, even though much of it is our fault. The important thing is to keep on believing in Him. We can find peace amid all the chaos if we put our hope, trust, and faith in Him. We will find a much better place in the hereafter.

I find it hard sometimes to think that God has forgotten us, but I can remember the words of the Bible to get comfort. I have shed many tears asking God, "Why is all happening? I don't understand." Then, I remind myself that God is walking beside me every day. When I begin to doubt, I pray for our country, our nation, and the people I come into contact with.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I am certain people question God every day wondering what is going on. We need to put our trust in Him and believe with faith that He knows what He is doing believing in all our hearts, souls, and minds that He will take care of us. All we need to do is take our questions to God.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your short story "Death of a Surrender." I will do a review for you. Since I am not a review professional, I will give you my perspective on how your historical story has impacted me.

First, I must say that I am not one to be interested in war since so many lives have been lost. I don't like to think people have to be murdered, tortured, raped, executed, and so so forth. I would rather the whole world was at peace with each other. Rather than seeing a war movie, I would like to read about it.

Your story about General Robert E. Lee was interesting. Thinking the world would have been at peace much sooner had he signed the surrender papers, perhaps it would've been a happier place to live in. Melissa believed that he had a heart attack instead of being poisoned.

Your story was well written. I did enjoy reading about this piece of history.

It doesn't make sense to me that we have to keep fighting. I believe that it may be because I am a woman. I did a report in sixth grade on the Battle of the Bulge.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. It would be interesting to hear more about what you would learn about General Robert E. Lee.

I hope you are blessed with happy memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last the rest of your life. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Baby Boys  Open in new Window.
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Rated: ASR | (5.0)
Hello, and good afternoon to you!

I read your short story "Baby Boys" and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your story impacted me.

I can feel the emotion behind the pain of not being able to tell the identical twins apart. At the end of your story, her husband had to say that their other twin, Daniel never made it. This had to be devastating to her. Then, come to find out that one twin didn't make it, I can see the tears welling up inside of her. It is a tragedy to lose a child, and losing a pet is the same way. It's best to remember the joy this child brought to you, even though he didn't make it. This will help to honor his memory. Losing a loved one is a grief which can last for a long time. Handling grief is different for each individual. It's nice to give support during their period of loss. They may need some help doing household chores or cooking for them. It's not easy to do it alone.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. Other people are going through the same thing. I am certain they would like support as well.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of The Shafers  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your poem about nature "The Shafers." and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem has impacted me.

Yes, I agree with you that anyone can keep traveling to different areas of the world and keep going. The world is a big place. This would be difficult for me to do, especially how dangerous the times are these days. I wouldn't feel safe.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. You have made your story interesting.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Family  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your story "Family", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your story made me feel.

Although this story is fictitious, I can fully relate to this about being an outcast in a family. When I was about 11 or 12 years old, I felt like I was the black sheep of the family. My mother and father loved me, but, this wasn't the problems. Because my parents were 18 years apart in age, my family was upset with them when my mother became pregnant with me. I was very shy when I went to school, and I couldn't study very well because my mind would not retain what I was reading. Like the old saying goes, it goes in one ear and out the other. I wasn't as bright as most kids. If I accomplished anything good in school, my family would shrug it off, rather than give me any encouragement. Or, if someone did something gooo, they would praise them for a job well done, and overlook anything I did. I felt like I didn't belong whenever we went to social gatherings (a family reunion). I fought the feelings in my head for years, thinking the felt was all in my head. When my mother passed away in 2006, my family wouldn't talk to me. I've lost quite a few relatives. They went to their grave without talking to me.

When I accomplish something, I feel it's not good enough. I feel I have to prove myself all the time. It's horrible to have to feel this way, but, deep down I think I do. It proves that I was accurate feeling the way I did.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. You've described the family situation well. You did a good job.

I would suggest that you get yourself an editor to help make your story even better. They can help you with punctuation, etc.

I hope you are filled with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)

Hello, and good morning to you!

I have read "Setting #2 Description", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your story has impacted me.

It sounds like you gave it some deep thought since you gave a very detailed description of a map. You have laid out your ideas perfectly. It sounds like a great story in the making.

I noticed you entered this into the NaNo 2012 novel. Did you happen to win the competition that year?

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I am going to try to get into the NaNoWriMo competition this year.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | N/A (Review only item.)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your sci=fi article "Ghostly Entgines -- an op ed.", and I am going to give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your article has impacted me.

The last sentence of your article reads as follows:

We owe star travel and everything else to one woman's persistent belief in ghosts.

I don't understand much about sci=fi, but I find it interesting that believing in ghosts can be connected to star travel and everything else.

The last two paragraphs reads as follows:

Baarda's genius was to suppose the condensates were real. Her detracters sneered that she believed in ghosts." She accepted and even adopted the insult, giving it and her wide fame. Her five papers explored the theoretical consequences of these very real ghosts, trolling through accepted icons like Bell's inequality and the Casimir effect and shredding conventional explanations. Within a year, her mentor Gregor Hoekstra showed how the ghost's condensates might be used to construct a faster-than-light engine which he called a ghost drive. A year after that, Baarda was appointed to the Lucasian Chair in physics at Cambridge, the same chair Newton had held. Five years after that, Baarda and Noekstra shared the Nobel Prize in Physics, the ancient world's highest scientific honor.

It took another twenty years for engineering to catch up, but by 2112 the first ghostship arrived in our own immaculate Concourse. Before long, humans had permanent settlements on all six of the habitable planets in the Concourse, and the path to today's Empire of Humanity was set.

Though people sneered at this lady's belief in ghosts, it proved to be something. It goes to show that someone's belief, even though it doesn't make sense, can prove somebody wrong. This is the beauty of a creative mind; it creates something, and before you know it, becomes a fact.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. It was an interesting piece of work. Other people should enjoy reading it.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of My Loss of Floss  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your poem "My Loss of Floss", and I will do a review for you. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem has impacted me.

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I could feel your emotion of pain over the loss of your horse.

Part of your poem reads as follows:

All at once they're being torn out of my heart and I have no one to blame but myself. I was the one who had insisted on putting them there in the first place. I had to have a horse to love. Now it's time to pay the consequences. How will I stop the holes? What will fill them now? My heart keeps on beating and the pain of my loss is excruciating.

First, I enclosed this image with your poem because I want you to remember all the good memories of your horse. Don't beat yourself up. Some things happen. Your horse wouldn't want you to blame yourself for what happened. Your horse loved you unconditionally.

It's a terrible thing to lose a horse. I am a horse lover myself. Horses were my confidants; I could talk to them about anything. The best thing about it is they listened to me. You are special; don't you forget that.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I commend you for reaching out to the public about the loss of your horse. Horses are like children; we love them just as much.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Commuter  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your poem "Commuter", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem impacted me.

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Your poem reads as follows:

The sauntering, setting sun in gold
West wayward beckoned me
Along a way so often seen
It held no mystery.

But this time, as is often so
When least expecting it,
Familiar forms awoke delight
When the dying sun was lit.

It showed a rainbow-radiant cloud
Upon horizon's sill
And lastly, lifted painted orbs
Of some balloonist's thrill.

The eve recalls a thousand things
That lies beyond mind's reach
And leaves me waiting, wondering
Just what it was to teach.

Faintly now glows fantasy
In eye, or memory?
Perhaps on another day
The sun will beckon me.

I made a few minor adjustments to your poem above to help make your poem sound better. Please read it over, and let me know what you think.

I love the way you expressed how you felt when you were commuting. I like the last stanza.

Faintly now glow fantasy.
In eye, or memory?
Perhaps on another day
The sun will beckon me.

It's wonderful how you were finding out whether your fantasy was glowing in the eye or your memory. Even though it is now a mystery, you will find your answer when the sun beckons you.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I believe other people will enjoy reading this poem.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: ASR | (5.0)
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Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your poem "Under A Disfigured Moon", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem impacted me.

Your poem is very descriptive. It sounds like lots of emotion went into this as you wrote it.

The following parts of your poem read as follows:

Near the mark, near at hand, 'neath the trees where they stand,
Hell's inompassionate canines in June.
Resonant dogs, rouped and ululant, scourge of lamented land,
plain as a pikestaff under a disfigured moon.

Raucous and throaty, torn voices lying bare,
prickly and pilous are the sounds they shared.
Dissonant caterwauling hangs motionless,
as howling dogs tear into fresh human flesh.

I made a few minor corrections to your poem to make it sound better. Read it over and let me know what you think.

It shows what can happen when the moon is disfigured; it sounds like things that go on when a full moon is out. Scary things begin to emerge. I know I get scared when I see my shadow; it's an eerie, spooky feeling.

I want to encourage you to keep up with your writing. People who enjoy horror stories can enjoy this one.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Tears of Grace  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello and good morning to you!

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I read your poem "Tears of Grace", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem impacted me.

The following parts of your poem read as follows:

For just a moment, she hears the choirs of angels singing
She feels His strong arms providing strength, showing love
Her fleeting thought is, "This is what it's like
To feel the wings of grace - near."

Today she is His; tomorrow she must face the world
But she will never be alone again
When despair comes - and she knows it will
She will draw on that time when they shared tears of grace.

I can feel the emotions in your poem. I can hear the angels singing in the choir and feel the Lord's arms wrapped around me. I can feel the wings of grace as I feel secure in His arms. Even though I know I have to face the world again, just knowing God, I can feel confident that I am His. His love gives me the strength to pick myself up whenever I feel down. His love is unconditional.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of Snow Birds  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
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Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your poem "Snowbirds", and I will do a review for you. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem impacted me.

The verses I especially like read as follows:

Soon, the pine branches are free of snow,
again, raising their limbs to the sky,
drinking in the warmth the sun bestows,
feeling unburdened; once again spry.

Who knows, tomorrow might bring more snow,
or sunshine, Mother Nature decides,
Always, seasons come, and seasons go,
upon the wind, rain, and snow life glides.

I look out at this bleak winter scene,
and dream about the warm days of Spring,
soft falling rain and grasses of green
all things blooming with the rain it brings.

This is a beautiful poem. It registers with me in many ways. I don't do well in the wintertime; I look forward to the springtime, seeing the blossoms on the trees, and the flowers blooming all around. The only thing is: I have to fight the allergies and the bees flying around. I don't care for the Yellow Jackets; they seem to taunt me.

I want to encourage you to keep up with your writing. Your writing brings a smile to my face. I hope to see more of your writing in the future.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Review of The Coming Storm  Open in new Window.
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Rated: E | (5.0)
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Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your poem "The Coming Storm", and I will do a review for you. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poem impacted me.

Your poem reads as follows:

A ragged breath tears at my skin:
I feel a shudder deep within.

Grey skies around me, no sunlight
as if I'm trapped 'tween day and night!

No grass of green, no flowers bright,
a barren landscape fills my sight.
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There's no escape, no way to win,
when morning breaks, I'll be snowed in!

Your poem is beautifully written. This is winter time. When winter time hits, it can be a lonely time, especially if you suffer from seasonal depression. I can relate to this. One winter there was a lot of snow. It happened to be a time when I was snowed in with my sister and brother-in-law. Our mother had passed away and we were moving things out of her manufactured mobile home. I was working very hard, yet my sister kept saying I wasn't doing anything. Soon, lunchtime rolled around. She mentioned lunch was ready for her husband, but wasn't asking me to come to the table. My brother-in-law noticed this and said, aren't you going to tell Anna to come to the table; she was working hard. She reluctantly gave in. It was a very stressful time for me.

I enjoyed reading your poem. It brought back memories for me. I encourage you to keep up with your writing. Your poem brightened up my day.

I look forward to reading more of your poetry.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your story "Her Wonderful World.", and I will give you a review. Since I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how the prompt "Louis Armstrong's Song" had an impact on me.

The last part of your story reads as follows:

Now, when I listen to this song, I can't help but let the tears flow. I think about Mom. She requested the song be played after her funeral. There we stood by the grave, all the surviving family and friends, the grandchildren, and those cousins who shared the kitchen table with us decades ago. The silence was broken following the parting prayers, and then a button was pushed. There it was, Louis Armstrong's recording, "What A Wonderful World." That was nearly two years ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. I still cry when I hear the song.

I miss you Mom!

Your story is very well written. I could feel the emotion of tears at the end when you said, I miss you mom!

I remember asking my mother what her favorite song was. She replied, "Tom Jones." I remember how shocked I was. She was mainly a County Western listener. She didn't care for Michael Jackson or Elvis Presley. I also remember her singing to me when I was little. Yea, I miss those days. I miss my mother. She's been gone since 2006. My father has been gone since 1984. I miss both of them so much.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. It's nice to remember your mother by writing about her. I am looking forward to reading more of your stories.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness always. Everyone deserves to have this.


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Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your poem "The Bad Shared Sandwich.", and I will give you a review. Because I am not a review professional, I can offer my perspective on how your poem had an impact on me.

Your poem reads as follows:

Our sandwich was soggy, the soapy white
bread loafing down to the dough under
grainy tomato, flattened on synthetic cheese,
rubberduck yellow, exuding a sweat,
to stick the shreads of desperate, droopy
lettuce in their place, sandwiched in
an evil gloss and brine of margarine,
and mayonnaise, in glops, squashed in.

This salad sandwich, four dollars forty,
brought at the kiosk, across from the gallery.

In the cool skirts of a Morton Bay figtree,
we sprawled and we talked of what art
we had seen. We shared the bad sandwich
with sweet weak tea. You were never my type,
but I revelled in talking to you.
I love to talk to you.
Your wry frustrations touch me.

You grew a wet moustache, which you wiped off,
with a white cloth. I probed the roof
of my mouth, with a thickened. coated tongue.

Buttery pools of sunlight poured
through the sieve of leaves above.
Faraway traffic thrashed and surged, like surf.

We shared a bad sandwich, we did not mention it.
Everything tastes better, out of doors.

This poem brings about a memory of having a bad sandwich. Once this happens, it seems like a whole day is ruined. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. You described a bad sandwich brilliantly. The part where it says You were never my type, but I revelled in talking to you. I love to talk to you. Your wry frustrations touch me. It made it sound like even on a bad day, you still love talking to this person, even with their wry frustrations. That's pretty good. Even though the sandwich was bad, some good came out of it.

I enjoyed reading your poetry. I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I am looking forward to reading more of your poetry.

I hope you have blessings of good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness always. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: 13+ | (5.0)
Hello, and good afternoon to you!

I read your biographical article "Paul Verlaine Was Bad for Arthur Rimbaud", and I will do a review for you. Because I am not a review professional, I can give my perspective on how your article impacted me.

You have written very nicely about two men who didn't get along with each other. When Arthur wanted to visit Paul to get feedback from his poetry, Paul surprised him by getting him a ticked plus train fare to live with him temporarily. Paul Verlaine was a violent alcoholic and frequently abused his wife and child in his drunken rages. Arthur also was flawed for being temperamental, sadistic, addicted to drugs and alcohol. Paul ended up shooting Arthur in the wrist with a gun. Paul was sentenced to pay a fine and spend two years in prison, while Arthur was sent to the hospital.

Paul went to live in Africa as a trader. He stopped his addictions to drugs, alcohol, and violence when he lived there. He ended up being described as a sarcastic and honest guy.

It's amazing how being in a different environment can change somebody. I don't understand sarcasm. It seems to be a way of poking fun at someone in a mean way.

I encourage to continue on with your writing. It was well done.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness always. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good afternoon to you!

I read your poem "Consequences", and I will do a review for you. Although I am not a review professional, I can offer my perspective on how your poem impacted me.

Your poem reads as follows:

A star exploded a million point six years ago
in a galaxy we've yet to know exists.
Today the energy
reached us,
And your smile was brighter,
although you had no clue why.
But because of this,
I smiled too.
And a day that was dark and heavy, --
pressure flattening us like
an unrelieved argument we didn't know
we were having
turned around.
The dark side was enveloped in light,
and we loved, giggled about stupid stuff
no one but us could understand,
and somewhere
deep inside that impossibly faraway place,
a new star shimmered into being.

I made some corrections that I thought would make your poem flow better. Read it over and see what you think.

Your poem brought me back into a time when we could laugh over stupid silly things. I was invited over to stay overnight at a friends' house, and we laughed and giggled all night. Those were good times. Thanks for bringing me back to that. Sometimes they were called pajama parties.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. I had fun reading it, and I am looking forward to reading more poetry from you.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness always. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good evening to you!

I read your poem "Lines (Revised)", and I will give you a review. Although I am now a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how I perceived your poem to be.

Your poem is well written. I recommend you get an editor to look over your work. They can help you to make your poem even better.

The end of your poem reads as follows:

He runs to me now at the end of his day
A little boy with his picture.
A Masterpiece of hues, and tones,
All mixed and straying.

"Teacher said it was a mess." He moaned, looking up at me.
"Said I was hardheaded and did not care. But this is how I wanted it."

I smile at him and pat his head,
And tell him it is beautiful.
I explained to him that it was fine with me.
Wherever, however, he places his colors.

It's important to give people praise and encouragement for what they do. Teachers are there to help you learn, not spoil your work. I don't understand why teachers must be so cruel to students. This is the thing that can discourage a writer from writing. It's so sad when this happens. Just because a teacher doesn't like something, doesn't mean that they have to ruin what someone else is thinking.

I enjoyed reading your poem. I am looking forward to reading more of your poetry.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. Don't let anyone discourage you from that.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good thoughts, friendships, love, and happiness to last forever. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (5.0)
Hello, and good morning to you!

Your poem showed up in the read and review section. I read your poem "Who I Am I", and will be doing a review for you. Although I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your poetry has impacted me.

Your poem was well-written. You expressed a lot of emotion. I am happy you talked to God about heaven. After you've gone to hell and back many times, you can find relaxation and comfort by talking with God. He understands you better than anyone else. He created you. You are unique and special in His eyes.

I encourage you to keep up with your writing. Writing helps to get things out. It takes courage to share with others how you feel about different things. I admire you for expressing your thoughts to the public.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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Rated: E | (4.5)
Hello, and good morning to you!

I read your short story "Nightmare in the Road." I will be giving you a review. Although I am not a review professional, I can give you my perspective on how your short story has impacted me.

First, I would suggest getting an editor to help clarify your story even better. An editor helps me by giving me suggestions on how to improve my writing or if it's good the way it is. This is how I learn.

Your story reminded me of being a teenager old enough to drive. When I was driving at night, it got to be scary at times. I remember my parents would worry about me when I was out at night and came back late. At first, I couldn't understand why they would worry so much about me. When I got older, I understood. When I start to worry about something, I go out of my mind. I tend to think about the worst-case scenario, meaning I believe something bad has happened.

You have described the situation very well in your story. I encourage you to keep up with your writing.

I hope you are blessed with good memories, good health, friendships, love, and happiness to last throughout your lifetime. Everyone deserves to have this.


Anna Marie Carlson
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