|Reviewed by Regis Schilken
|"while faint images crawled the hallway floors
loneliness was present as if pure purpose
encased in impatience pierced and filled the void
with an oppressive sense of bleakness"
I must admit that I hate gloomy days, but when a lightning storm is brewing, I go out and sit on my back porch and watch it unfold while my wife hides inside.
|Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)
|Lovely writing, Carole. I so enjoy the rain. Your depiction of this scene is moving.
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Awesome write Carole!!
|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Carole, what a beautiful display of imagery, summed up perfectly
in the closing three lines. Also, I love these two lines:
while faint images crawled the hallway floors
loneliness was present as if pure purpose...
|Reviewed by Barbara Terry
|I agree with La Belle. This is an image rich piece that many of us have experienced during a thunderstorm or two. Thank you for sharing.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister Barbie
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|The images are truly incredible and the mood is palatable Carole. So perfectly penned.|
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
|An awesome write Carole
what an amazing picture you have chosen
to accompany your outstanding verses....Bravo
Love & Peace
|Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen
|"... loneliness was present as if pure purpose encased in impatience pierced and filled the void..." brilliantly expressed, Carole. Another amazing write.
Be Well, Poetess!
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Your engaging description draw the reader (me) right into the experience, Carole. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by J'nia Fowler
|This poem is both excellently constructed and is imbued with both mystery and light. The picture is magnificent as well. J'nia|
|Reviewed by Liana Margiva
|EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva|
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|And if you happen to open your emotional umbrella you could be airborne like Mary Poppins! Great imagery!
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|Carole, splendid poem !|
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
Beautiful metaphoric poem describing the spring storm which can be Mother Nature showing her fury. Loved it.
|Reviewed by Emile Tubiana
|Dear Carole, first I am happy to see you again. Your description shines with wonderful colors. As I always say, I admire your style and your perfection. Be well, love Emile|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|potent and perceptive poem .... excellent ...|
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|this is classic Carole Mathys -- impressive imagery, emotion grabbing hand over hand with the next powerful thought -- I admire your talents my dear friend -- a beautiful poem -- may peace and love be always with you -- Jon Michael|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
|Strong, arresting word choices and excellent use of image in this fine piece of work, Carole; "...the house seemed to gather its breath..." and "...loneliness was present as if pure purpose encased in impatience pierced and fllled the void..." are just two of the many examples of wonderful writing here.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|You filled the screen with the electricity and fear that permeated that room to put us in there with her...well done Carole.
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Awesome write, Carole!!! Amazing...the way you put this one together!
|Reviewed by TONY NERONE
|I agree with the previous reviewer your writing is well worth waiting for. It is always well crafted and interesting.
GOD BLESS YOU
|Reviewed by Mark Lichterman
|Carole, you do not write a lot, but when you do what you write is so worth the wait. Beautiful! I can feel the storm's throbbing along with the electricity charged static. Great, thoroughly, verbally painted.