Gentle Manisfestation (poem) by Dawn Anderson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on April 12, 2010

YOU CAUGHT IT!...BEFORE THE SPOIL...AND YOUR PHRASES 'PAINT' SO LOVELY. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on February 6, 2009

Some things don't last long, and yet they seem to be there to remind us that things can be different, pure, worth looking at...
I like that "hallowed layer of white", quite meditative.

Axilea

Reviewed by Shedding Light

Reviewed on February 4, 2009

A lovely write!!

Harold M. Nash

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on February 3, 2009

I love the closing lines especially, Dawn. Makes me want to pull on my boots and go stomping... and for real!! It is ACTUALLY JUST like this where I am right now, lucky me! Fabulous peek through your windows of heart, mind and soul. And great view! :)) xx

Reviewed by Ed J.

Reviewed on January 29, 2009

Very visual poem. No fleeting moment escapes your notice. Tnank for sharing this wonderful poem.

Ed

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on January 29, 2009

Wonderful title followed by wise and eloquent words in observance of and in appreciation for granduer.

Reviewed by Dale Clark

Reviewed on January 26, 2009

Beautiful poem, Dawn! 'It drifts' here this
morning and I have been reminded... love that
last stanza, the entire work is excellent.
Great message in such simplicity.

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on January 25, 2009

Nice thoughts Dawn...the whiteness of snow can penetrate the emotions of a heart filled with the need to absorb its calmness and its magnificence...

enjoyed...

Art sun...

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 25, 2009

OUtstanding work!!

Love tinka

Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle

Reviewed on January 25, 2009

This is absolutely beautiful,I enjoy reading it,take care

Edwin

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce

Reviewed on January 24, 2009

Dawn:

This one is AWESOME!!!

Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 24, 2009

it renews and sooths the mind
even though for a few moments
peace be with you

William

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on January 24, 2009

Dawn~!

Great photo . . . beautiful penning - wonderful flow to this write!!

Hugs,

Lance

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on January 24, 2009

Snowfall through a gifted writer's eyes. Fantastic poem:)
Sheila

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

Crisp and clean. A wonderful writing!

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

Dawn,
your first stanza washed over me like water. So articulate and unpretentious. Wonderful thoughts here that expose the gentleness in your heart and the unique way that you percieve a magical season.
Blessings ...

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

We are so lucky to have Mother nature paint us such beautiful pictures. Thank you for sharing Dawn.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

Absolutely delightful. Thank you, J'nia

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 23, 2009

What a beautiful message Dawn...and your words dance ever so lightly.
:)Christine

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Dawn - you have captured the breath of winter,'on snowy winter mornings.'. I love this write, it is soft yet crisp and clean.
Thank you for sharing. Warmth, Carin'

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Thanks you, Dawn. What a delight to see the snowfall through
your eyes and your talented words. -gene.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Love it. Bravo. Liz

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Blessed are the eyes of the poet. thanks dear Dawn

Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Dawn! What an exceptionally well expressed poem! I love it! Thanks.

Reviewed by L Hippler

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

You captured that magic of a first snowfall, Dawn.

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

I love the hushed silence that winter's snowfall brings. I don't know what it is about it that brings that special feeling, but I am grateful that every now and then the world is "cleansed" with it...
Cryssa

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Very deep and beautiful verse.

Reviewed by David Hightower

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Dawn - Love the title. You have captured not only the beauty of this passing moment, you've also honored those who see beyond the moment:

a reminder has been left�

for those eyes which do more than

glimpse through kitchen windows

on snowy winter mornings.

- David

Reviewed by Stan Law (aka Stanislaw Kapuscinski)

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Gentle as the down of a freshly hatched chick,

s

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

This is so written so beautifully for we can see it through your eyes. Well done Dawn. Love and hugs, Bonnie

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

A lovely winter's ode, Dawn.

Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Nicely done, Dawn. My niece lives in Colorado and has sent me pictures of a snowed-over landscape that are breathtaking.

Th following lines describe its purity very well:
"For a few fleeting moments,
the earth lay clean, unspoiled,"

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Exquisite, Dawn, a beautiful write of serenity. Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

I know this feeling well, for it is the same thought I always have after a snowfall...how purified the earth seems and fresh and clean...then along comes that darn snowplow. Sometimes I wish we could just shut the roads down for like a few days and just enjoy it without the mess that we tend to make of it.

fee

Reviewed by F William Broome

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

You write so well of nature's beauty and its gift to us... who have that keen eye and appreciative spirit. Sweet reading! - Bill

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 22, 2009

Ah the smell of home cooked pies is what I thought of when I read this poem.