Mustard Yellow Skies (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 20, 2008

lol, I love honey mustard and french fries, it is an addictive combination and yes, adds to the pounds.

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on July 19, 2008

Great idea to write about. The last two lines take the imagery off-course, though. (although I do understand the sentiment)... So, let me tell you what I like about the first part of the poem:

imagery is great...wording, unique...and senses are awakened...is that hotdogs I'm smelling?

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on July 19, 2008

What a great picture . You sure don't look fat!....M

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

You are NOT fat Karla but your write is sorta BIG. Thank you for sharing a great one with us.

Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

don't fell alone Karla, I love mustard and mayo, of course mustard has less calories, I'm hungry now, thinking about pizza pie, great poetic metaphor

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

I dont' think you are fat but this poem is fat with vivid images that you so skillfully captured.
hugs
Fee

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

You must be awfully hungry if you see pretzels in them clouds!! I see a storm coming. Get inside before you start eatin pretzels.

Reviewed by Paul Judges

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

Nice poem !

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

Mustard skies? come they with sausages or potatochips dip?

Georg

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

No, no, no, not fat - defiantly beautiful and this piece is marvelous, indeed....

Be always safe,
Karen

(Puppies have now learned how to shake hands!)

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

a charming write!

Reviewed by Leland Waldrip

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

You certainly capture the mood, Karla. They can keep most of the rest of it. Give me carbs. Yummm!
Love and {{{{{hugs}}}}
Leland

Reviewed by Southern Comfort

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

Hey Sugar! When I sees yellow skies, I get my ass in high, cause a twister is bout ready to pay a visit! This was a goodun! HUGS! SC

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

hahaha I can see the picture your words painted! Great images in this poem Karla!...Your not fat,just pleasingly plump;-)
etw

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

Delightful write, but carbs are a weakness for many. Trust me. LOL

Very well penned/illustrated; brava!

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

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on July 17, 2008

I dont think your fat! I do however think this is an awesome write, you painted an amazing picture in my minds eye.
In Christs Love
Michelle~