Picking Flowers in the Garden of Words (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 24, 2005

So it is, Karla, in our art we first find ourselves, but then hope for that human connection to those who can see and hear and feel as we do...

Reviewed by Pier Tyler

Reviewed on October 21, 2005

I love your flowers of words. A keeper here...

(...and if you'll take it home,
there'll be a
reason to celebrate -
I will be
forever in your debt,
because you
took part of me with you.)

Reviewed by Mark Rockeymoore

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

this is oh so true...the words we read do imprint us, no matter how we feel about other things. politics, religion, none of it matters. nothing except the words, as expressions of the poet's soul, and true intentions. a heartfelt and prescient write, poet.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

(((Karla)))

Anyone who doesn't read or review you must have rocks in their brains; you are as good as anyone here, and I am always going to read and review you!! Just remember that!!

Beautiful and uplifting write; keep that pen a movin' and that muse a goin'!! BRAVA!!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin AND Number One Fan, Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

So beautiful Karla...

love and peace, Carole

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

Love this poem, Karla - and that picture, too.

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

Fine wine aspirations.
Great words are a great gift indeed....

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on October 18, 2005

These are beautiful words, Karla. We sow, water, tend and we reap and we hope that others feed well off of our bounty. Nice job!
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Lovely images! You sow the seeds well.

Reviewed by Richard Christopher Suarez (Reader)

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Karla, Your expressions are the best!
Even whe I am sad the realness in your work reaches me!]
Thanks to Kalra!
Exceptional!
Be Blessed with joyfilled life!
Rich Criso

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Beautiful...

Reviewed by john zimmerman

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

k.j.
that is all a poet can ask
all a poet can hope

splendid work

love
j+

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Beautifully said and superb theme that goes to the heart of all poets. Thanks for sharing and giving us the lovely flowers of your words to take home with us. I have quite a garden of them already;-)

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Butterflys hover on flowers sucking in the nectar for as long as the nectar flows. Sometimes they stay for hours. Poets hover on words injecting nectar into each blossoming line until they get the sweet satisfaction and blooming results they planted. Sometimes they stay around for years. Hope you stay around Karla. You write a beautiful bouquet of words that compliments the butterfly, posy of wildflowers and baby's breath.

Sage

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Wonderful choice of a theme and you captured the whole idea of poetry in this one I believe. Well done

Felix

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

This is beautiful Karla!!

love Tinka

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

We take a little something from you each and every time we read your special poems.

Reviewed by F William Broome

Reviewed on October 17, 2005

Beautiful words from a beautiful mind and spirit!
What a wonderful creation for me to read after coming inside on this gorgeous Georgia day, carrying a box of my very own new book,
Windmills Beyond La Mancha. You and I may now exalt the written word in our own way! Happiness to you, Kind Soul... - Bill