N'Awlins Nights (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on March 23, 2006

Wow Karla this was one amazing write, I am never cease to be amazed by your pen
GOd Bless
Michelle!

Reviewed on March 23, 2006

You really captured the old flavor of a unique city, Karla!
love and peace, Carole

Reviewed by Missy Cross (Reader)

Reviewed on March 23, 2006

This lyrical enchantment is a literary New Orleans all unto itself. So glad I stepped inside. I have read no more fitting tribute to the city than yours. Thanks for this!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 23, 2006

Well written Karla!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Great capture, Karla. Each line is a string of beads, all colors awash in great memories. You will write about New Orleans when she comes in new. She'll be back!

Sage

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

I remember very well. I lived on South Peters in the Garden District while I worked as a traveling manager there in New Orleans. We had a shop and gallery on Bourbon and another at the Riverwalk. From the busy waterfront to the French Quarter New Orleans was a great Lady of many accents, smells and music that constantly made every night a "New Orleans moment". That will never disappear as it lives on in the spirit of the people today. It will be delayed but it will be back.
This is a wonderful tribute to a GREAT LADY..ne-olens"

Love and peace,
Susan

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Karla I agree with the others this poem is superb writing.
The imagery is spot on and captivating.

Eileen

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Images of the Cajun nightlife so vivid I almost believed I was there.

felix

Reviewed by Jake George (Reader)

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Loved it. Good visuals and use of prose to tell the story.

Step inside Karla...

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Oh love this
I have never been there
but you made a cerebral video here for me

and i stepped inside :)
pax A

Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

A great and somehow, longing write,
Love, Birgit and Roger

Reviewed by Walker Jackson (Reader)

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Vivid imagery of the Creasant City. It's my kind of Town.

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

festive and upbeat ... a mysterious city indeed ...

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Jerry is right below...
New Orleans is one wicked city, but what a wicked city...lols
It could give give Sin City a run for its money...:)
Enjoyed the Cajun flavor in this inspired write...
Love
Peter

Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Ohhhh Karla! I like this splendid poem! It's tauntingly mesmerizing!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

I was in the French Quarter very recently, and it truly is coming back strong; wish I could say the same for the rest of the city. But this is a wonderful poem to good ole N'Awlin Nights.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Karla~

Wonderful imagery in this compassionate write; all we can do is pray that she arises from the floodwaters of poverty bigger and better than ever, a place where ALL people can coexist in peace and harmony! Very well done; brava!

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

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 22, 2006

Yep. Me too, Karla. I have some memories to write a book about in that wicked city. This was VERY good.