Storm Glory (poem) by E T Waldron on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 23, 2009

The glorious storms are what make us the Blue Planet! 'Tho they can be frightful at times, they also have a beauty of formation, drama, and final calm. Your poem bring Storm to life; so well done, Eileen!
Blessings and Love - Micke

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on October 22, 2009

Nature can do many things. This poem captures the good..Well said...M

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

I can see the storm through your eyes and it is awesome, I have always been fascinated with storms too...well done!

Carole~

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

A storm worth your recognition. I recall Stanford left with a white ground cover of hail, and torrential rain on a drive from LA to Santa Cruz.

I'm waiting for the Hayward Fault...

Ron

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

when perception no longer finds good or bad in the storm...peace lives within the perceiver

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

Eileen, what I like about this is that you focused on the GOOD of the storm...beautifully written!

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

absolutely!

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

while in a storm one can join forces with the universe, or perhaps confront it's might like King Lear in The Tempest ...

great write, Eileen ...

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Your right there is positive in everything. Nature seems cruel to us sometimes but if we allow ourselves to think like you have written here it is easy to accept what is natural and loving it for what it is.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Eileen,
A philosopher's celebration of the elements and their release after a long wait. Very fine indeed.

John

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

GREAT IMAGERY IN THIS PIECE...THAT FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Great commentary on our little cloudburst. Now if only the idiots could remember how to drive in it. Patrick

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Watching storms has always fascinated me... A time to see the power of God made manifest.

Cryssa

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Watching winter storms along the Oregon Coast can be a real specticle; thunder, linghtning, wind... then the calm. Nice write.

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Eileen~

Storms are good, but they also can be bad. There's a good side to them, even though they scare the WHOOOO outta me, especially when they throw baseballs or tors (tornadoes) as part of their package! Well done; brava! Love the piccy!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Beautiful written Eileen.I love how you focus on the good part of the storm and in a very creative way. Great job!

With Love,
Cindy

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

well said

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Before I forget, you gave Jude some excellent advise last night / Now your poem / When storm devastate a place with its anger, I have a difficult time understanding what good has been done / Therein lies the different philosophy of individuals / To me it is akin to someone looking for something good about a persona after they have committed a particularly bad, BAD act on another human being / As I said before, it is the difference within us that reach for understanding or for anger / You are a spiritual soul Eileen, and a very wonderful and wise person, so please take these comments in the way they were given, with acceptance of the difference within us . . .

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

POWERFUL WRITE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

You have written this one like the banished sorcerer Prospero in Shakespeare "The Tempest," although, not like him, you see the good out of the bad.

Georg

Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

ah yes, the glory of the huddle-induced storm!
nicely captured. ;-)
cg

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Great writing Eileen. as the storms have
their rights too. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

And you recognize them, very well.

And I'll be lookin for them cookies you promised, too!

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Even though I fear, I love Storm, too - it's just tornadoes and large hail that turn me a deeper shade of chicken. LOL Glad you got the needed rain and inspiration to write about it - well done, Eileen!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Grand philosophy to have.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Great write, Eileen. You hit the nail squarely on the head with this one. God bless.

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 16, 2009

There are good and bad results from most things in life. Your philosophy is grand.

Reviewed by Stephen Cherring

Reviewed on October 16, 2009

Yes and how nature can pack a surprise knock-out punch curling up its mighty fist and zammo'you're out! and it was so very quiet ten mins before.
great write

steve