Winter's Dare to Dream (poem) by Vivian L Dawson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on January 15, 2012

cool picture.....to many lives! ~ Morgan

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on January 14, 2012

Oh those nine lives, or perhaps many more. Enchanting poetry Vivian.

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on January 11, 2012

To the open castles breeze to a kitty with twinkle paws.
Fascinating is this winter's dream. Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on January 9, 2012

***** Y E S !!! *****

Thank you, Vivian.

By the way, my maiden name is Dawson.:)

xOx Phyllis xOx

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 9, 2012

Words as wild as a kitten at play. It could the winter, or a summer's day.

Ron

Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)

Reviewed on January 9, 2012

I like the idea of restraining resolutions, that's probably how most of us see them. However imagining myself clever is probably one step beyond for me. Nice optimistic piece even if we have to keep one foot on the ground.

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 9, 2012

Color my world...to dream the impossible dreams really is within reach..beautiful poem!

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

when we dare to dream our destination widens, our path unfurls before ours eyes and the multitude begins to reveal itself ...

eloquently penned, Vivian ...

Reviewed by Janna Hill

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

Daring to dream with color...
Ah ha! If just for today I shall.
:) Janna

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

Dear Vivian,

If this is a concrete poem (horrible title for a wonderful type), it settles in my imagination as a poplar tree (uppermost among my favourite trees) � the tree I picture from your �above tree tops freedom given to bend and sway� � wonderful image! To be truly free is to be above the stately poplars� bend and sway� so much here to return to and yes of course one could do worse than be a swinger of birches, said Mr. Frost� I accepted his dare long ago, as I gladly accept your dare now� but why stop at nine lives when you can seize hold of an eternity of eternities� funny though, that you, too, should be writing of Winter in an extraordinarily refreshing way today� tis the season, as they say. I do like your original definition of being �grounded� or �balanced� though� puts things in perspective� nor are the glasses rose-coloured, unless of course we�re talking �blue� roses� here�s to rising again!

Roger

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

Daring the reader to dare to forget the season & dare to dream of spring...I dare to dream of spring everyday, though I know we have not even reached winter here too much yet...e

Reviewed by william goldman (Reader)

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

yep I,mdreaming of spring already.----------------hg

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

You have challenged your readers to dream the dream of being a person who can accept life and meet the challenges head-on or be open enough to accept another's point of view. Nice write and dare.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on January 8, 2012

Reading this was a wonderful journey, Vivian, filled with imagination!
Blessings,
Christine