Dream of the Lion (poem) by Janet Brice Parker on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

Janet,

The lion sleeps tonight, and dreams in beautiful technicolored verse...absolutely stunning piece! Thank you, Poet!

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

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

has the mystique of the garden of eden ...

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

Wow!This is wonderful Janet, I really love the way you painted him with magnificent rich golden splendour and expressed both his power and gentleness when he licked yourhand!Creator is Grand isn't He?;-) Superb write!
No need to mention me, but thanks;-

Love,
Eileen^)

Reviewed by Pamela Kimmell

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

Narnia or otherwise, the imagery is wonderful! I think there are overtones of your deep faith interwoven with the Narnian aspect though.......but maybe that's just MY take.....well written Janet.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

Of COURSE it is Narnian... but what's wrong with that?? Anything that makes Narnia more and more real is FINE by me!! And you have done so perfectly, Janet, with the evocative description of the crunching, aged cement and the rough tongue massaging your hand... don't see THAT in C S Lewis, great as he is!! :)) No, this has the stamp and authenticity of a Parker original and inbues this reader with hope, peace and joy - to say nothing of energy and colour. "Is He safe?!" "No, but he's GOOD!" - and you have given us just such a character portrait here, bless you. TY Kate xx

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

Wonderful write, Janet; well done! I love Narnia, too!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

I love Narnia, too, and thought of its possible influence toward the end of this strong and beautiful poem, Janet. however, this seemed so personal and so much your own story as I read. I loved the image of the lion leading you to the people who, perhaps, needed the gift of your presence with them and your leading in looking up to the high hill to realize the lion lives among them still. Dawn

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

Quit apologizing for what you write. I thought it was well-done, with many-layered sub-topics within the structure of this poem.

Reviewed by Janet Parker

Reviewed on February 10, 2006

This may seem Narniaish and it probably is. I couldn't get enough of the books and the movie.