I Was Four Years Old (Senryu Chain) (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Verica Peacock

Reviewed on April 3, 2007

Powerful - we all remember that day when the world sunk lower into darkness. Love, Verica

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on November 22, 2004

Karla,

Profound ... unique ... exceptional Senryu my friend!!

Best wishes,

Robert

Reviewed by Theresa Koch

Reviewed on November 22, 2004

Wow lady this was awesome writing!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on November 22, 2004

Powerful piece....yip still a vivid memory to me!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

A powerful piece, keep up the great work
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

a powerful write, I remember that day very well

Walk in peace,

Carole

Reviewed by robin buehler

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

really liked this nice repetition of I was four years old, using that as the thread linking all of the haikus together and utilizing historical and media references nicely done

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

i remember that day, i was in grammer school, learning about democracy ...

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

This moment in time touched throughout the world in ways we will all remember. I too remember being young and hearing of his death and watching tv. An innocence was lost that day thoughout more then one nation. Great write.

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

powerful reflection, interweaving historical and personal. excellent in its emotional impact. Dawn

Reviewed by Cynthia Castle

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

Karla,

Excellent Senryu chain! Very powerful write on a tragedy that America will never forget!

Cynthia

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

That day will forever remain vivid in our minds. Mystery still surrounds so much of what happened, I suppose we will never get the whole story. It was a very sad day. I still recall sitting in front of the television and watching the funeral, from start to finish. Excellent writing, Karla.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Rose L

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

It's funny that time can pass, and yet the memory of such a horrific scene unfolding is like yesterday. All these years later it is still a tragedy and it still hurts. A powerful write Karla - excellent format.

~Rose~

Reviewed by Larry Rochelle

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

That day strill reverberates today like an unsolved horror, the day the USA lost its soul and covered up the truth. So poignant, Karla.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

No one can ever forget that day. Excellent write on it Karla!

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

I was stepping off the schools bus as a friend came screaming the news. Well written Karla

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

I Was In Bank Getting Car Loan On My Corvtte,i.e. Only President I'll Ever Shed Tear's For!

The Rest All Gone To Satan's Holy Hell!

Excellent!

TRASK

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on November 21, 2004

(((Karla)))

Powerful account of a time in history that will never be forgotten; I will never forget the sight of our parents or grandma crying as they struggled to make sense over what happened. A powerful memory that will forever be etched in our minds! Brava on a fine senyru chain; keep up the great work, Karla!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <