Last Dance (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)

Reviewed on December 19, 2007

That's simply exquisite. I love the brevity, the quiet intensity, and the appeal of the living images. Wonderful work.

Reviewed on December 16, 2007

last dance of the season... I like that Karla. I know it's bitter sweet for you, but you penned this nicely.
R~

Reviewed on December 16, 2007

...still thoughts...perhaps the voice of Winter's breath...music for the ballet for Autumn's demise.
I like this one Karla.
John

Reviewed by Richard Orey

Reviewed on December 16, 2007

My dear Karla, you have the gift of capturing so much in so few words.

I would be honored if you might save just one more dance for me.

Richard

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on December 16, 2007

I suppose winter ( for Florida) has marched in with tornadoes in Pasco county and a dip of a few degrees. I miss the cooler temps at Christmas time and I miss my family in Georgia.

Merry Christmas and keep warm.
Love and blessings!
Susan

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on December 16, 2007

It is always amazing the transforamtion of fall directly into winter especially up here in our Northern climates where snow covers all.

Fee

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

Karla beautiful thank you for sharing
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

Love this one Karla
Beautiful write
Peace & Love Be With you

William

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

Whether the weather is withering or writhing, leaves are leaving, the last surviving, verse-inspiring. --Charlie

Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

nicely done. Lady J

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

It may be the last dance for Autumn, but they now have the Spring Prom to look forward to...
peace and love, Carole~

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

The last dance this season, but indeed will be back for another.
Great Write !
Christine

Reviewed by Charles Keller

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

Your description is filled with sensory stimulation. Nice work.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

very nice-i think this could be metaphoric-the art of knowing when to hang on and when to let go

Reviewed by R Beeman

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

ah, a tribute to the coming of winter. lol. i often wonder what makes one leaf stay on longer when others fall so early. the last leaf of Autumn. good title for you k. thanks for your writing on this stormy day. be blessed

always,
randy

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

Life, whether or not it is human or plants have a destiny with death. With plants, i.e., trees it isn't really a death, it is more like purgatory . . . Human death is much the same if you are a believer . .

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

Some leaves are determined to hang on as long as possible; they can teach us about courage! LOL Yes, winter HAS arrived with a vengeance; goodbye spring temperatures! Ah, such as weather here in Texas! You never know WHAT it is going to do from one minute to the next! Very well penned; try to stay warm, and don't blow away! BRAVA, Karla!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on December 15, 2007

We had that Last Dance quite awhile ago up here, and it always does sadden me a little. But with any luck, before we know it, the Circle of Life will begin again next Spring.