Below Zero (poem) by Ronald W. Hull on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 14, 2014

For much too long did the winter freeze hang on
the wind chill had at times seemed well below absolute zero
The damned cold froze my well and it froze my soul as well
As the Arctic blasts roared screaming o'er the plains...

Ah, this is just part of the price we pay for living in Paradise...or wherever the Hell we are, nicht war?

Buffle Canard

Reviewed by John Coppolella

Reviewed on January 30, 2014

"Below zero for so long." That aligns with my reality too. Hope this stays a lessened reality for us both; done with unwavering form.

Thanks, Ron!

Rockie Coppolella

Reviewed by Lisa Lindsey

Reviewed on January 18, 2014

The "cold" comes in many forms doesn't it? Especially during the winter do the unemployed, the homeless, disabled and elderly come to mind. Life is hard enough without the thorns. A sad but honest look at it.

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on January 16, 2014

the pink slip should be white as a plastic ice cube tray. like your style in this. sad but true.

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on January 14, 2014

Sadness in truth for too many..

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 14, 2014

Far too many in our nation have been Below Zero for far too long,
And far too many of our so called 'leaders' today see nothing wrong.

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on January 13, 2014

Sadly this is true in every town and city in every country...the poor just keep getting poorer...and nothing is for certain because the rug can be hauled out from under you in a heartbeat...well done, Ronald!

Anna

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on January 12, 2014

The sickening existence of far too many in our well-off societies where the fair distribution of wealth can no longer be counted upon by governments who care more about corporations than corpses. :( Twists my guts. xx

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 12, 2014

kool write about these hard times
peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Michael True

Reviewed on January 12, 2014

I have been telling people these are shaky times. That was before we factored in the cold. My heating bill doubled last month and this month is even colder. On VA benefits I'm getting poorer by the day. M.True

Reviewed by DM Yates (Reader)

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

I'm glad you let us know that you're ok. As if January isn't hard enough to get through, this scenario is played out over and over throughout our nation.

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

a perfect write about a terrible situation
budd

Reviewed by Lakshmi Sharma

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

Your beautiful poetry creates the warmth to take you sailing into spring. God bless you.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

This is such a sad reality. Families with children losing their homes, the elderly freezing to death in their homes...............Too sad!!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

This cuts to the core of my being, Ron; such an apt, timely, and meaningful write. You do make a lot of sense. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

so well written i felt as though i had a chill run up me spine ...

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

Unfortunately every right the American worker fought for is being taken away one at a time. this country has turned bake the clock on wages for the working class by at least 30 years. this poem tells the sad state our jobs situation is in. Well done.

Michael D.

Reviewed by J. Roseline

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

A very well written piece. The problem is the same everywhere. Very touching at least you have brought it out so well!-Roseline

Reviewed by pat medlin

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

such sad state of affairs seems only to be made worse and answers harder to find by the semingly unrelenting bad weather. your descriptive words are personally felt by so many. odin and edward's asture comments of this piece are rightontarget. thank you for this one ronald

Reviewed by Jansen Estrup

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

Keep fighting the good fight, Ron. Sometimes it is all there is. But the worm turns, the wheel in the sky does, too. There is great courage in simple endurance. The concept of Zero was created because ancients realized that even kings had their master, that the 'one' had a precedent, the Zerith. Those who created our Arabic numeral system used it so we could count beyond our fingers, beyond ourselves. Being 'below zero' for a poet, a fighter like you is to offer up a new problem, project ... a job. Be well, Jan

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

In response to the question �Why should I study economics?� a wise old professor once said �Some day when you are down and out, hungry and unemployed, at least you will understand why.� I sent a letter today to six of the most powerful people in America with a summary of how to fix this mess. I don't expect a reply. But by God I let them know: I understand!

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

The plight of the unemployed (obviously wanting to work, rather than be on unemployment--much to the chagrin of the big mouthed Right)is one of those embarrassments to this country that job-makers shrug and continue outsourcing what could be done here. As you say, the room is getting cold, and most likely will stay cold through the summer.

Reviewed by David Thompson

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

Your take on our present problems in this country are right in step with the way I feel about it all, and you have managed to express it quite well with this marvelous poetic piece. I do hope there's a better day a-comin'. Perhaps, like you say, things will be lookin' up, come spring. Something's gotta give...sometime...somehow. Thanks for a job well done, my good man.

David

Reviewed by Diana Wiles

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

The economic situation here in the Uk is the same, and more welfare cuts are being implemented very soon...rather than being helped and assisted ... humiliation is often the name of the game....There was supposed to be a safety net...now it's just one big hole....
Diana...

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 11, 2014

Yep, the weather is a killer, literally, but the mind is your worst enemy. Always. There are sad stories galore these days, like there is always. But in the midst of them are successes. I try not to lay the blame on the rich, although lately I have leaned that way for want of a better villain.