I Want ... (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on April 19, 2010

beautiful...
Cryssa

Reviewed on April 9, 2010

I find this poem symbolically significant in many ways, Karla. Thank you for sharing it. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed on April 9, 2010

Face the fear and do it anyway! I love this expose of your love-hate relationship with your alter-ego, Karla!!! Like the powerful forcefields of magnets, repelling and attracting. Go tame that tiger!! :)) xx

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on April 9, 2010

One of your best Karla, you make me want to experience the storm too!

Reviewed by Paul Judges

Reviewed on April 9, 2010

Excellent writing, Karla

Reviewed by Rebecca McKeehan

Reviewed on April 7, 2010

I, too, wish I could leave my fears behind. Maybe if I could only capture them on film as you do but unfortunately they are of the intangible variety. An excellent work in prose and picture. Rebecca

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on April 7, 2010

Karla, a desire to leave the fear behind, wrapped in a pragmatic form -- let's have photographic proof -- very interesting my dear friend -- may peace and love be always with you -- Jon Michael

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on April 7, 2010

EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on April 7, 2010

After being battered with typhons in Chine seas, North Atlantic berserk storms and malevolent high seas currents passing Cap Horn I know that out there is nothing to fear...but fear itself!

Georg

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 7, 2010

Very nice, Karla.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

i like this, very much!

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

This moves both writer and reader well beyond the ordinary to a higher place of understanding and longing, Karla.

John

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

Meaningful and wonderful as you paint a picture capturing the essence of life itself...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

Storms are always, for me, fun, no matter their intensity, its mom Natures way of expressing herself & cleaning mankinds dirt...e

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

Go for it Karla
In Christs Love
Michelle~

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

GO FOR IT!!! special K

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

Sometimes... sometimes, Karla, I'll walk Kody when the winds are blowing, rustling the limbs and twigs holding the singing leaves and sometimes... sometimes I love the feel of a hard wind on my face, unless, of course, it's a Santa Ana wind drying the hillside brush.
You drew a beautiful picture of geautifully fearsome wind. Well said, my lady!
Your friend in Southern California, Mark

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

Excellent write and piccy, Karla; just perfect! Very well penned/imaged; brava!

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

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

So well penned once again Karla. Hugs, J'nia

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

Karla, this is so vivid and so well expressed.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on April 6, 2010

I can truly appreciate this for I love storms...the fiercer the better, when hurricane Juan hit our shores a few years back I was out driving in it with the wind and rain so hare there were white caps on the streets...loved it.
fee