34 Degrees Nighttime Low (poem) by Kate Burnside on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 31, 2009

Your imagery is so powerful that I feel as though I am there. I find this quite sensual as well, Kate. Very well done. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by isaac quaye (Reader)

Reviewed on August 26, 2007

Wonderful

Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)

Reviewed on August 22, 2006

I hate the heat..can't handle it..yet summers here are boiling hot..I am saved by that sea-breeze ..thank God..so, when it gets to be too much I slip down to the beach and swim..yup at night..

Vesna

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on August 21, 2006

Kate,

And we can't get below 80 degrees F at night...........dang. A little 34 sounds GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!! Maybe by...what, December? January?? LOL

A beautiful flight of imagination, your verse...thank you!

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

Reviewed by J M (Reader)

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Enjoyed this spa treat of vacation with you kate. Beautiful surroundings and wonderfuly expressed verses. made this a delight with you special style of writing.. :) Bless you Joselyn

Reviewed by Taylor Ryan

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Hot, Hot, Hot...just sweltering days...but not just the days, Kate, your imagery and the sexiness of the sweat...not to mention the bikini...get 'em every time. Wow have you done a terrific job of this.
And what is it with Andy and Cuba? Not the first time I've heart a maleBrit extoll her vacation wealth. Must be the bottoms only beaches. Ya think?
Love,
Taylor

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

So you don't go topless then?
Cuba, Cuba, Cuba do lovely Cuba next, Spain with panache...

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

ooooooh, I'm so jealous!!! as usual, Kate, your imagery is beyond incredible...absolutely delightful!

Susan

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Line by line, small thrilling adventures inside small thrilling misadventures: the incongruous moments that make life charmingly real:-)
Aberjhani

Reviewed by Nordette Adams

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Exceptional imagery Kate. I was there. :-) ~~Nordette

Reviewed by Gloria Buono

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Such an interesting and imaginative prose here. Thanks for letting your imagination run wild and sharing it. Now I'm inspired to go to the gym and sweat alot so that I can fit back into my bikini. My best, Gloria

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

a great job of texturizing imagery and polarizing the overtones of a damp bikini constant in the dense atmosphere of experience ... this poem made me feel like i was there ...

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

You painted a remarkable picture of those moments KB. What a poet you are! I hope that you're feeling better!

Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Great visuals Kate. A well put together pen.

Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Beautiful done,
Love and Peace, B&R

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on August 20, 2006

Oh memories sweet memories....wetty and all that jazzzzz!!

Got to love it....lols at Felix!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

Kate, this is absolutely lovely. This is my kind of poetry. The kinds that sweats from the pores of the stream. And I couldn't help but notice the title. It really stood out to me. Great poem!

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

Oh sweet Kate you impish litte devil, you sure know how to perk a mans basic instincts with the last hook being that bikini hanging wet, and you tossing and turnings in the heat,,,whoa time for my cold shower. LOL

Pops

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

such great images you weave together like a finely-knit netting that seems always to swing me in the center of the experience of your travels. love the momentum this has, like wind picking up and then a gentle lull with the twist of a little surprise. Dawn

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

What amazing pictures you have painted here, Kate. I could see see the star-filled skies through your eyes and sense the heat upon your skin as you simmered in the heat on your Spanish holiday. It is still warm here in the Southwest, USA, though we have been having monsoon rains which have made the weather a little unpredictible and flash flooding a daily reality. I will not complain because we really need the rain. Nice to read one of yours again.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

Wow..Sounds intresting..

Peace & Love, Dove

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

Kate

" Memories are made of this ", the late and great Dean Martin used to croon..

You had me wishing for the South of France again...;)

Love and Blessings

Peter

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

Ahh, Kate...the planet has a sticky thermostat...the wind mimics some functions of the human circulatory system...let it blow, Kate!

Sage

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on August 19, 2006

Not all that much on poems about the weather, but I liked this one because you gave it some spark and lift as the demented wind wrecked havoc there, must have been a shock to you and that teeny-weeny bikini, eh? What a drop in temperature . . . gotta love it!