Snow Maiden Dreamy Pleasures (poem) by Mary Ann Biddinger on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 22, 2012

You have created a magical place where one can dream at least for a little while. Thank you for sharing this gift, Mary Ann. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on December 28, 2011

You make snow almost likeable with your dreamscape imagery and soothing verse. I however, being old and crusty will not fall victim to the evil charms of her twin sister slush mama;-) Patrick

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on November 14, 2011

THE LAST WINTER THAT I SPENT IN DC(2009-2010)THERE WAS A TERRIFIC SNOW STORM. WHEN ONE STEPPED OUT OF THEIR HOUSE IT WAS LIKE STEPPING INTO A WINTER'S WONDERLAND...'EVERYTHING' WAS WELL COVERED WITH BEAUTIFUL, WHITE, VIRGIN SNOW. IT WAS SO LOVELY THAT IT SEEMED UNREAL...BREATHTAKINGLY MAGICAL...AND FOR A SPLIT SECOND, ONE COULD WELL IMAGINE THEY WERE DREAMING. I ENJOYED THIS WORK. IT IS WELL DONE AND FULL OF GREAT IMAGERY...THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on November 12, 2011

VERY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on November 11, 2011

Magical, mystical and the line.... Snowflake blanket, is perfect.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on November 11, 2011

Beautiful poetry that does indeed inspire such a vision!
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on November 11, 2011

Pristine and Pure, lovely poetry Mary Ann, makes me look forward to our first snow fall~
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by TONY NERONE

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

Beautifully written, Mary Ann.
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

wonderful, tender voicing to this dreamy poetic encapsulation ...

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

"A serene solace of beauty" A magnificent place to be in, Lady Mary Ann, when all of Gods wonder filled magic fills the heart and senses with peace and thankfulness. I believe I've encountered this "snow maiden" you speak of, in the mountains, on the pure white expanses, where trees, laden heavily with newly fallen powder, whisper mysteries to discerning ears. It's when the sky is clear and blue, and the air is crisp and invigorating, that she manifests as a loving embrace, sating the senses, mind, and soul, with an inexplicable peace. Your work is pure, poetess, and your heart paints soothing and efficacious images. Never rest your quill ... richard

Reviewed by Joy Hale

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

You have captured the wonder and excitement of snow so well in this offering, Mary Ann. Your snow maiden is lovely as she explores and feels the impact of snowy pleasures in her garden. Lovely phrasing, beautiful concept.

Joy L. Hale

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

Beautiful phrasing, Mary Ann! Your words make snow seem so magical...that first snowfall is always beautiful!

Anna

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

Truly splendid poetry as the photo is so dreamy Laura

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

A lovely piece, and it won't be long before we get our first snow of the season here.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on November 10, 2011

It's the dream quality and atmosphere
of this work that draws me close, Mary Ann;
for me, there's a purity of feeling and a strong
sense of spirituality.

John

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on November 9, 2011

Doing justice to the wonders of snow
and her maiden's purity of white!!
~*Lady Mary Ann*~
bestowing such crystal gems!!!

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on November 9, 2011

What a wondrous portrait of the falling and sticking snow. I have lived in places where the snow is routine in the Winder time, New York, Denver and Cheyenne. I love to see it when the flakes are very large, there is nothing in the world like watching nature do its thing with the snow. Fantastic poetry, Mary Ann . . .

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on November 9, 2011

reminds me of the old Anne Murray song, "so little snowbirds take me with you when you go, to that land of gentle breezes where the peaceful waters flow." You paint a good picture of winter around the corner without painting yourself into it (the corner I mean!)