Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
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· Totally Unexpected © 2013, Karla Dorman
· God, Isaac and Me: Our Story © 2012, Karla Dorman
· Just Another Forgotten Hero © 2012, Karla Dorman
· Sometimes, They Come Back (For Karen)
· The Terror
· The Others
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· Gratitude Journal, July 4, 2012 © 2012, Karla Dorman
· Be Thank.FULL
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Juliet Waldron's brilliant 'The Last Field' inspired these lines: thank you.
What kind of legacy are we leaving behind?
Image (c) 2007, Karla Dorman
... pressed under the weight
of sky as it shatters on the
pavement of another parking
lot. trees used to stall its
forward progress, but gravity
accelerates it all the way to
ground: i am crushed when a
little one asks, "what are trees?"
(c) 2008, Karla Dorman (12/10)
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|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Karla another amazing write from your talented pen, I enjoyed reading this a great deal
In Christs Love
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
|Yes, this one is cause for reflection. A serious problem, ever growing. Nicely penned, Karla.
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|two of the most destructive forces on the environment of our great land in my humble opinion have been the Army Corps of Engineers and developers -- you raise awareness for a most important cause -- our environment - it is unfortunate that most of the current crop of those politicos espousing a desire to save our environment are simply after the financial gains they envision - not the salvation of our beautiful land -- peace and love to you my friend -- JMW|
|Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
"I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree." But sadly today: I think that I shall never see ...a tree....just a poem about it. Excellent.
|Reviewed by jude forese
|effective poetic commentary ...|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|sad but sure seems to be getting to that point when you see lve trees growing inside monster shopping malls but none in your neighbourhood any more.
|Reviewed by Sara Coslett
|Fantastic poem, Karla. Let's hope it never really gets to that point. ~ Sara|
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|Living in a small town, trees are thankfully everywhere, very few parking lots...good write Karla
peace and love, Carole~
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Excellent, Karla. I think that I shall never see... -gene.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|A beauty in short verse with a knock-out pic,
a fantastic combo Karla!
|Reviewed by Juliet Waldron
|Thank-you, Karla--another rare beauty--and your pictures are just incredible knockouts, too! Yes, the sky pressing down, like stones piled onto your chest. Changes since I've been a kid are saddening. The places in CT where I wrote all my cornfield poems are now interred beneath houses. What the heck are we thinking, here? Where's the food for the next seven generations going to grow?|
|Reviewed by Barbara Terry
|Not only are you phenominal to write such heartfelt words as these, but you are definitely one of the others. Your writings encourage those of us who still in live in the shadows of our existence. What are trees indeed. Well if a tree can grow in Brooklyn, then a tree can grow anywhere, and with mighty strength have the courage to face life no matter how difficult it can get. And with its blossoms in the spring, bring it to life. The ending of this poem is a sad one, because children should know about this great earth that we live on. And they should know that a girl is like a blossoming tree. Thank yo for sharing.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
|Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain
And what an inspiration - you are a phenom!!
Hugs and blessings,
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
Yes, quite a far cry from the many tree house I built as a child. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...wonderful and honest poetry you have written here Karla...your truthful expression remains...to remember what might in time no longer be.
excellent thoughts Karla...
|Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)
|beautifully written poem. A touch of reality is seen here|
|Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson
|I agree with Georg! Well expressed, Karla!|
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|Your photos and poems will be your beautiful legacy...
|Reviewed by Linda Law
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Probably our legacy will be an enormous desert and a pile of pictures about what was all about and that is no more!
|Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU
Outstanding imagery... "Legacy?" glows.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
|Reviewed by Bernice Angoh
|Spotless! Your photographs as I've said before are amazing|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Sigh . . . Trees will be here forever, or at least until we discover how to breathe without them . . . Trees clean the air we breathe by taking in carbon dioxide through the leaves and then giving off oxygen we need to breathe. If trees didn't breathe, neither could we . . . That, in itself will guarantee that we will have trees forever . .|
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|"...I am crushed when a
little one asks: 'What are trees?'"
Bam!! Right between the eyes! Powerful write; brava, Karla!
The illustration is perfect for this poem!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|I agree Karla, very powerful indeed. You certainly will leave a very valuable legacy for all to grow and learn from. Love and hugs, Bonnie|
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Quite powerful, Karla, and I fear the legacy many of us will be leaving them is not a good one.|