|Reviewed by John Flanagan
Kate, be well
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|A beautiful analogy Kate. From a single raindrop the great rivers were born to meander to the sea and the water baby to walk beside them. A rendering to read over and over as it soothes my imagination.
May peace and love be always with you. Jon Michael
|Reviewed by jude forese
|overwhelmingly perceptive ... a powerful and visual emotional embrace of the state of a passioante being ...|
|Reviewed by Diana Wiles
|Utterly beautiful Kate...
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|Happy Returns are marvelous - for all sorts of offspring, even Water Babies.|
|Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
|the never ending love, lovely - reminds me of "if you love someone, set them free" ala Mr. Sting... and you are gifted bringing your words to life|
|Reviewed by Walt Hardester
|A duvet, also known as a doona or duna in Australian English.
Simple, yet effective. Rolling in clouds, a wonderful visual here Katie.
As usual, a wonderful use and command of vocabulary.
|Reviewed by CHANTI LACE
|Beautiful as always... Hugsss|
|Reviewed by D. Vegas
|Water; rushing down rivers, cascading waterfalls, rapids...your descriptive poetry and your use of metaphors make " Water Baby,"
one of your very Best, Kate!
|Reviewed by Andy Turner
|Dreamily beautiful. A journey from a spring into the rolling sea and the lovely feel of rain. Sitting by a river is something where one learns life lessons. Be like water, water always moves on, no obstacle is impossible for water water is the giver and sustainer of life. For real and metaphorical. Be like water my friend. And enjoy being natures millionaire. Xx|
|Reviewed by Edward Phillips
|I read this as the water cycle in superbly poetic format: a river flowing to the sea, lifted into the atmosphere as vapor, thence to return as snow or rain, and into the river again. All the while this cycle is caught up by and caught by Kate in her poetic musings. Enchanting.|
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Masterful poetry by the master of the written word. England hasn't found you yet and that's a pity. One day
|Reviewed by Charlie
|This is exquisite, Kate. And I love the word "duvet". You've got to send this little droplet off for publishing. --Charlie|
|Reviewed by J. Quantaman
|I like the way the poem connects to nature.|
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Had I not read Odin, I would still be wondering like I was when I finished. Some deep passion went into the writing of this and it shows.
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|Such a touching sadness to these lines that make me want to lift my own face up to the rain for my own reassurances from loves departed. Hauntingly beautiful...
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton
|Though we may find others to try and capture and to hold, there is a strange and clawing sensation about someone in the far distant past. The longing takes root and soon we make our way back, asking for the love we know in our hearts is real.|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|SO EXQUISITE, yes the unconditional love we hold in our hearts every minute of every day, and the release that brings love back home in the end. Blessings xx|
|Reviewed by Odin Roark
|Beautiful ode to any choosing of the reader, i.e., lover, mother, father, child, friend...beloved animal. To create alternate selections of identity for the reader is not an easy task, especially in first person, but as you've done before, there is a worldliness to your thinking, regardless of the personal intent. You can't help but phrase your words into a breadth of choice, which as one of your followers, I appreciate. Always look forward to reading your work.|