Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
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these bitter words fall
from my eyes, to land
onto a blank page.
my life story etched
with years of regret ...
these acidic tears
burn like n o t h i n g else ... .
.. must poetry be
so painful to write?
(c) 2009, Karla Dorman (8/29)
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|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|poetry, the emotions of the heart and soul -- some are tender and beautiful -- we want to live them every moment -- others are difficult and tear deeply at our emotions, -- it is the blend that makes us poets, Karla -- so we write some with acidic tears and some with honey and rose petals -- peace and love my dear friend --Jon Michael|
|Reviewed by Jolynne Hudnell
|I feel this, all too well. Just beginning to let it out.|
|Reviewed by J'nia Fowler
|Raw truth abrades like sand paper across our wounded hearts at times and informs us of our worth and of our experiences of life as we travel onward. So well expressed here Karla. hugs and prayers, J'nia|
|Reviewed by Goddess Love (Reader)
|Very well expressed.
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|Poetry, although heart rending to write at times, is cathartic and in the end I generally feel much better.
|Reviewed by Tom Hyland
Poetry, not unlike Song-Writing, oft' expresses many emotions -
THE BLUES - LOVE LOST - NEW LOVE FOUND - TWANGY COUNTRY WESTERN - BEAUTY - UGLINESS - CONTROVERSY - JOY (JESU JOY OF MAN'S DESIRING) - HAPPINESS - SADNESS - HUMILITY - EGOTISM - GOOD MEMORIES - BAD MEMORIES - FACT - FANTASY - FICTION -
and more, more, MORE! The entire gamut of humanity, as well as in humanity ...
MOOD - ATTITUDE - PLATITUDE - GRATITUDE - FEELINGS!
And, think about it - what IS a SONG after all? Is it not a POEM set to MUSIC?
Did not the original Balladeers
stroll the streets,
strumming their lutes,
Telling Stories - is this not what it is all about?
I feel Lousy - Let Me Count The Ways!
But, surely - there will be better Days!
I feel Good - see it in my Lays -
Perseverance always Pays!
Tooth and Nail -
Nail and Claw -
Hang in There -
Survive it All!
Peace - Love - Abundance - TomPussy!
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|such an honest write-|
|Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
|Better to write than to internalize I suppose. I believe the poetic soul to be a sensitive one. Perhaps writing is indeed the easier, softer way. Nicely expressed Karla.|
|Reviewed by Dale Clark
|It seems so and yet it heals, I hope, Karla.
You express yourself freely which is true poetry.
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|Yes, poetry must be painful to write and to read. But if your heart is not in what you wrote, it will never hurt.
|Reviewed by William Bonilla
Sad as it may be Your tears bring out
the True soul of your golden pen
Love & peace be with you
|Reviewed by Carole Mathys
|Putting feeling into poetry has seen me through some tough times...well done, Karla
|Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle
|Wonderfuly written Karla.
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|All emotions are part of who we are, live for today and let the past rest. Keep writting dear Karla and accept what is, what was and what shall be as part of God's plan.
Newfie hugs are on the way, Rose
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|A question asked by many, through the years.|
|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
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|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Poetry without feelings is just words smeared with ink, poetry with feelings can't be faked! Yes, it is painful, because it's true.
|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|Lori Moore expressed my thoughts. I use poetry to rant sometimes and it helps me to gain perspective.|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Poetry and pain often go hand in hand, but it is such good therapy.|
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Writing allows us to heal from the pain, it is a gift to serve us as a kind of medicine I believe. My prayers are with you Karla
In Christs Love
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Only as long as you wish it so. Regret serves the only the past. So much of your work soars. So much yet to be. Patrick|
|Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)
|not always, yet sometimes tears touch the heart more then laughter does. Good words. LadyJ|
|Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary
|Perhaps not painful to write, but certainly born of pain. It's the power of these emotions that move us ... and our readers. ;-)|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|That is a timeless question, Karla.
Unfortunately, I don't have the answer.
You've asked it well, my friend. God bless.
|Reviewed by Swan Son
|I confess I must go back and read more of your poetry -- I am always impressed by what you write. Let those bitter tears and words flow so that one day you can put that aside and let the love you do have flow onto that page. I do think poetry can be painful to write because when we write we usually are facing painful moments of our lives we wish we could forget. Remember - each word and tear helps another face their life's troubles with courage when they realize they are not alone. Remember Karla - you are never alone. Take care. Susan|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|I think so, Karla; honest poetry is sometimes very painful to write and to share. Thank you. Love and best wishes,
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
It's a hard question to ask and a harder one to answer. Just keep going.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
You write with an honesty, a poignancy, that cannot be denied. Powerful pen, and I love the piccy! Very well written/illustrated; brava!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|I think poetry is painful to write if we have pain inside of us. As you know, I have blurted out some of my worst sins here at AD, trying to find someway to put the past away so it would not bother me. I have finally done that. No more do I write of my sins, just memories. They are what they are.|