|Reviewed by Sheila Roy
I like the way you show a contrast here. We just went through an ice storm in NH and the silence was eerie. Penned vividly:)
|Reviewed by Walt Hardester
|To paraphrase Bob Dylan...
The climes they are a changin.
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|tranquilities' base is a powerful lure to our senses -- we care to dwell there for long periods on a routine basis -- your storm interrupted that privilege and prevented your entrance -- peace to you my friend -- JMW|
|Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow
|Amazing the things we miss and the commonality between people from coast to coast... great piece and one I can so relate to.
|Reviewed by Mildred Kisor
|Dan, you express the feelings of all of us who have experienced such devastation. It is a most common occurance here in Oklahoma but never one that people get used to. Good write. Mildred Kisor|
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|No place to hang your hammock and have a peaceful siesta by the see I wonder...
Hope Oregon don't get another, as northern California will get some too.
|Reviewed by George Thompson
|You are blessed.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|And may you enjoy many more quiet mornings, my friend.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Blessings, counted ... beautifully penned and imaged calm. :) Well done, Dan!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Stan Grimes
|Nice. I am green with envy. I miss the saltwater air.|
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|Very beautiful poem,I enjoy reading it,take care
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|How very beautifully you wrote this Dan! the upset of the first stanza followed by the serenity of the last! Superb imagery!
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
A beautiful story about nature and people finally quieting down! The platitude "Silence is Golden" rings true in your poem.