Weathering Transitions (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 30, 2008

That's the weather for you! And, Karla, that is an incredible photo!

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

can't wait to see fifty again

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

You know between you with your poetry and the awesome graphic we really don't need the weather station.
Blessings and love,
Susan

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Mother Nature is a lady, who loves to change her mind...
love, Carole~

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

I'll complain and I'm happy to do it... how about this: Denver 45 degrees, a day later in South Dakota MINUS 5.
My immun system gave up somwhere along I-90......... LOL
Becca~

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Me?? Complain?? NAHHH!! NEVER!! LOL

Very well penned, Karla; brava!

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

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Me not complaining..well written!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

...change listens to complaints all day long...while transitions spawn creations.
well done Karla...
John

Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

quite an interesting depiction of the day Karla coiinciding with the appropriate words.

Enjoy,
~Gwendolyn

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Oh my, this is wonderful Karla, I know just what you mean! Loved this poem!

Reindeer

Reviewed by Theresa Koch

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Excellent write, fickle weather anyways;)

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

On one hand, I hate fickle weather, but on the other hand... it sure would be a nice reprieve from this silly -10 below we are having right now! Dreaming of warmer weather...
Cryssa

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Stop that complain whinings, a man in Northen Alaska trying to warm his finger's tips, has been unable to take his fingers out of the mouth sinse Desember 4th...

Georg

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Gotta agree with Mr. Ed. Except for Texicans! It's TEXANS Mr. Ed. Well done Karla. But seriously! You don't know nuttin' about cold. It was 11 degrees when I cut THE TREE down this morning. You think it's cold there? HA !!!

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

I wish I knew how you did this. The pic and the poem hand in hand and very very beautiful. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

You Texicans are truly a Wild Bunch! You call the 50s - freezing! I'd call it a very warm day at the beach!

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on January 29, 2008

Dress warm . . . Carry a coat . . . LOL