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The Promise of Morning.
Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Monday, June 13, 2005
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Be grateful for what you have.
Out of the foggy mist,
pale lemon colored rays
pour across the lawn
and into the window,
kissing my eyes awake,
lingering on my body,
delighting my ears with
the promises of a new day.
Not everyone is as fortunate.
Sometimes the foggy mist
reveals a living nightmare
that slithers across the lawn
and into the window;
it coils the breath from
shortcircuiting lungs; it
strangles the cry for help,
promising a day full of pain.
Or else it emerges
from stygian clouds of war
that thunder across the land
and into the window;
snuffing out the candle
of life with one bright flash,
destroying all dreams and
shattering the promise for peace.
Or else it is disclosed
in a hospital room,
terror that crawls on the floor
and into the window;
monitors beep a warning
but by then, it's too late -
I'm just thankful I woke
to the promise of morning.
(c) 2005, Karla Dorman.
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|Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz
|Oh, Karla...this is soothing to the soul...both graphic and verse.|
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
|I,m Thankful I Just Awoke To Promise Of Morning,i.e. Not In Mourning_
Few Even Thinkful Of In Mourning-HUH!
|Reviewed by Mark Rockeymoore
|isn't that the truth. we MUST be thankful for our lives, and express that thanksgiving through giving, and the sharing of love. a wonderful, heartfelt work, karla!|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Wow! Another extremely powerful piece, Karla - and I agree with many of the others - truly one of your best.|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|You my dear have such a range of emotion and ability, with each new poem you make me think and know of YOUR intensity within...you have come so far since you started at AD that I don't think I will ever be able to be as great as you are...Find Peace thru the write, Ed & Rufuz|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|I have to echo what the others say Karla! If not your best right up there with it!A splendid poem! Take a bow lady of the lights!;-)
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
This is great
a fantastic write
William .....Peace & Love
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|Absolutely beautiful....one of your best!
Peace and love, Carole
|Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
|Karla, This is the most magnificent heart touching awakening poem I've read. The way you said everything that goes on that we the fortunate few put blinders on and don't see. Lost in our selfishness of Good mornings. Excellent Awakening poem I hope all remember and hang this one on their walls or better yet on the doors so as they walk out they see what's really going on around them and around the world, those serving this country so they can walk out that door safely. Superb!
Thanks Karla. Thanks bunches. xoox
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|Before I read Kates comment. I thought that you and kate are on same wave length.
Karla, hate saying this, but your poetry is getting even better, with each write.
This is dynamic...
|Reviewed by Maria Lupinacci
I agree with Alex, this is one of your best!
Wise words in this write!
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Warm and wonderful Karla as always.
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Karla this is a powerful piece, one of your best I believe
|Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle
|Every morning when I awaken to see another day, it is truly a miracle. You know, as I do, what it is like for we, preemies, and how our lives could be much worse than they are. Yet, we have the ability to vent through our writings and it is by the Grace of God that we're here.
Stunningly gorgeous write, Karla. Take care, dear one..... Jill
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|It is easy too forget how fortunate most of us are because we allow things, petty things, to dominate our lives and make us miserable. To be able to walk upright without the aid of articifial support, a cane, or a walker or wheelchair is a miracle in and of itself. We are a very self-centered people I am afraid. I lump myself with those self-centered crowd. Shame on us. Very good poem, Karla.|
|Reviewed by Kate Burnside
|Bravo and encore and again!! Seems like the collective consciousness is speaking these things deep into our psyches today, Karla - and you have captured this muse brilliantly. Yes, be grateful that the sun will rise again tomorrow (she says, confidently!)and that we are gifted with another day of light when so many sit in the most oppressive darknesses of body, mind and spirit. Thank you for this inspiration - the picture says it all. And THANK YOU for your concern - you are always a Sweetheart and a true friend. Bless you! Heapsa luv, Kate xx00xx|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Wonderful, thought provoking write with the message that clearly states: "Be grateful for all the blessings that God has given you"; a lot of people don't have it as good as we do! Very well done; brava!!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|You said it lady...|