Your Gift (poem) by Karen C Vanderlaan on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on June 1, 2008

good one, i like this

Reviewed on January 19, 2008

A beautiful write with outstanding imagery...well done indeed, much passion for your horse within this write!
Blessings,
Joyce B.

Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury

Reviewed on January 19, 2008

What a wonderful picture of the nobility of the horse and its riders. Horses give one the ability to imagine that our world is a timeless place, where anything is possible.

Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)

Reviewed on January 17, 2008

I very much enjoyed this poem. It brings to the surface the yearning I have had all of these years to learn to ride. I love the way you have expressed the deep, spiritual connection between you and this regal creature.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on January 17, 2008

Great offering...and I am one lucky lady to have your Book " show and tell" right next to my bed...reading it before I drift off to sleep!!

Thank you Once again for my gift Karen!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Leland Waldrip

Reviewed on January 17, 2008

Your excellent poem brings memories flooding back. As an adolescent I was privileged to have as a friend and pet a strawberry roan Tennessee Walking Horse stallion, Dancer--Dan for short. He could rock you to sleep with his smooth gaits. Oh, the times we had racing and pacing around the farm, with saddle and bridle and without. Thanks for the memories.
Leland

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on January 17, 2008

You know something Karen I always wondered about the horse just showing up wild to grab when we had no auto's.Seems God had this planned. Strong and perfect to ride, your strong verse does our God given ride justice, and as you noted, "a gift" hugs

Reviewed by Art Hernandez

Reviewed on January 17, 2008

You are blessed to have the ability to grasp what many can only place thought upon...riding upon the strength of what surely must be a magnificent horse...yes you are blessed...

nice work, Karen...

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

gosh,, I hear the gallop,, this is right out of a story book,,,, fantastic write.
Christine

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

Your write is as powerful as the horse. I for some reason get very nervous around them, I believe because my grandfather's would chase us, bt I've always said If I could return after death , it would be as a horse because of there strength and beauty. Thank you Karen for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Barbara Smith

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

Oh, the images in this are marvelous, it's great to no longer feel powerless and you can soar like a mighty Eagle. I've never rode a horse but always wanted to. Loved the scene you captured in this poem.

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

The gift of abandoning oneself to the beauty of being on wings is an incredible feeling. I love horseback riding. It is so freeing. Thank you for the beauty of this.

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

i didn't know it was a horse until the second stanza :) either way...a gift indeed :)

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

Excellent work...what a powerful feeling to ride as this upon one of God's greatest creatures.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

It is ironic you wrote this today for I dreamt about a poem about a horse and I know absolutely nothing about horses (though I do admire their strength and nobility). Anyway great write and a little insight into the beauty of writing these majestic animals.

hugs
Fee

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

Love this uplifting poem, as you trot through life's tidings/blessings together!
I feel a part of your experience!
as I live through your words and excitement vicariously!
Warmed in the Spirit, Warrior Purple Lady Sweet Sheooxoo

STay Positive!
EnJOY life!

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

I'm riding with you . . . Feeling the wind in my eyes . . . Sense of freedom . . .

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

The love of horses and how they can uplift you is something I have yet to experience but I live them through your wonderful poem.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

Karen,

Flying is in the spirit of each of us. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Ted Bossis

Reviewed on January 16, 2008

ALL gifted loves ~~filled with grace_evol.~.Ted

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on January 15, 2008

Your splendid imagery has me riding with you. A most wonderful descriptive poem of the affinity between horse and rider! I love it!

Love,
ET

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on January 15, 2008

Oh my God! Karen, you desribed THE best feeling in the world. I always wanted to write a poem about what it feels like being carried around bareback on my mare Ivey, well - I might not do it after all, it's still too painful. So, I will take your poem here and treasure it in my heart, right next to Ivey's memory. Thank you so very very much!!
Love,
Becca~

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 15, 2008

I like chasing my mommy's horse' tail...Rufuz

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on January 15, 2008

It's an awesome feeling, one i do miss, but you bring it to life so eloquently here Karen, loved this..

Hugzz
Ch'erie

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on January 15, 2008

Such a beautiful tribute to riding free upon an equine back of strength and grace. It's too bad I'm not a horsewoman...but was, through your words. Thank you! :) Well done, Karen.

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