Signature (poem) by Kate Burnside on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 11, 2005

Wow Kate. You don't write about sensuality, you become sensuality. I have never read a poet that can make words come to life as you do. I really need to stop waxing lyrical I'm making myself gag. lol
All men need to read this and learn.
Brilliant work!
Chanti

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on March 9, 2005

Splendid Kate, absolutely Splendid

Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)

Reviewed on March 9, 2005

This is a unique view of artist and model. Great write.

Reviewed by Alexandra* OneLight*� Authors & Creations

Reviewed on March 9, 2005

Absolutely brilliant and rich metaphors! The signature of a great, great talent, indeed.
Love&Light*
Alexandra*

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

your use of metaphor, imagery and analogy is excelling ...

stunning poem!

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Fun with postits.

This poem kinda creeps up on yer, till yer need a cold shower.

Great way to practice ones signature.

Seya behind the bike shed.

I'll bring the post, you can bring the............

Andrew James Luke Supercalifragilistexpialiocious Turner.

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

have to agree with Katy;-) the subtlety of your sensuosity is overwhelming;-)! mesmerizing Kate!
love,
eileen

Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Oh, my god, fair Kate... I had to stop gasping, clear the lump from my throat...this is, and you must believe me, absolutely gorgeous! Your metaphoric euphoria had me making little sighs, audible "wow's"... and that's NOT about the theme, though I love your tenderly clever handling of that. I'm talking about the poetry! Each line, between each line, each expression... the whole thing! It glides. I'm entirely absorbed, enchanted. You could poke me with a needle and I wouldn't feel it (I'd prefer you didn't, though... ). I'm babbling like an idiot because I can't satisfy myself that I've emptied myself for the love of this quiet and powerful poem. Sigh... I wish I could eat it! (It's my bedtime... good thing, eh?) hehe... katy xox

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Ahhhhh...Kate....you do it SO well!

Reviewed by Janet Parker

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Brilliant as always, Kate. You make painting sound romantic and something that transcends this world.

Reviewed by L. Figgins

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Exquisite creation...Excellent analogy!

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

This is a very origianl write with exciting use of stationary and the symbolism that you have used is sooo kewl. I think you really done a gret job on this one Kate.

Hugs
Felix

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

I always like her posts and how she paints the poem like an artist would paint a picture.

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

A subtle but delightful expose of the artist and his model. Your brush strokes are marvelous in painting these poems with your words.

Reviewed by Sue Hess

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

this is great

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

What a truly unique re-appearance of the Model - clad first only in Post-Its, and then only in the Artist's fingerprints - awesome, Kate!

Reviewed by Paul Williams

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Truly beautiful, your art needs no brush...you do this so well Kate, you create such vivd and tender imagery with ease.
Please can we we have an airbrush one? (oops! mind wandering lol)

Paul;-]

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

excellent write, kate! very nice!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D

Reviewed by Elaine Carey

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Dynamite!

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 8, 2005

Kate,

This leaves me breathless--the beauty and passion in each word comes alive--thank you for awakening my soul. :) BRAVA!

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