Dying to Feel” (poem) by Kimmy Van Kooten on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on February 27, 2007

Expert way of expressing feelings with a super picture in the background

Reviewed on February 27, 2007

Photo and verses complement one another very effectively, Kimmy. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on February 27, 2007

A fine example of free verse, one of my favorite forms. I love the way it flows. Beautiful photography too!

Elizabeth

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

Reviewed on February 26, 2007

and i think you will
don't let go
how about dying to live.....
enjoyed your words and that beautiful picture you have a great eye
(just me talking) i have enjoyed your pictures their really nice
great work!!

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on February 26, 2007

Beautiful artwork as ever, Kimmy. Sharp and surgical thoughts expressed with lucid tenderness although perhaps double-edged. This kind of focus comes to us at times of intense distillation at either end of the poles of feeling... either elation or despair. As disturbing and unsettling as it is compelling. TY Kate xx

Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia

Reviewed on February 26, 2007

Kimmy,

Compelling poetry...trimmed in the lace of your "Backyard Trees" photograph.

Both are equal in strength and beauty!
Bless you, Rhonda

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 25, 2007

Most interesting ups and downs of life, Kimmy.

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Reviewed on February 25, 2007

Hmm, know what? I found myself singing in my head, 'I've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside, oh yeah...'

This is one of those poems that fits into the traditionally anotated categories, like Midnight Special.

Amazing thought about our being is that we are never for a moment without a feeling of one kind or another.

Intrigued by the detached clause 'I think I'll die...'
What's this about?

Regards
Dai

Reviewed by Leland Waldrip

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Powerful and evocative beauty, Kimmy.
Best regards,
Leland

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

The last line casts a different perspective upon the rest of this thought filled pen. Well done

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

You will if you fall...
Lovely write Kimmy Van

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

This evocative piece patronizes the seasons and has a feel of Frau Holle, a goddess who survives in a degenerate form to this day in a fairytale from the Brothers Grimm. Frau Holle is remembered in Germany, Switzerland, and Austria, on the twelve days of Christmas where she traverses the sky and on Jan. 6, wheat pancakes are left for her and her sister. She is associated with three natural phenomena; the sun shines when she combs her hair, snow falls when she dusts her feather quilt and the water from her laundry causes rain. I'm looking forward to your spring maiden poetry and art, Kimmy...your medium soars...you are at the top of the branch in your genre...

Sage

Reviewed by Laura Mayer (Reader)

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Powerful write Kimmy on the cycle of life! Well done.
Hugs, Laura

Reviewed by H. Lena Jones

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Interesting write, Kimmy. Whether its nature or self that dies, God owns the real estate on both sides. :) Beautiful photo!

God Bless
Love, Lena

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Beautiful Kimmy!

Blessings to you,
~Linda

Reviewed by Angel God is Love

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Great!

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Wow! A beautiful offering my friend...a bit of a different write for you, but one I enjoyed! You have a wonderful and diverse pen!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Beautiful offering!!

Love tinka

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

P o w e r f u l l y illustrated and penned, the emotion in verse: excellent, Kimmy!

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

Reviewed by Tamara Perlin (Reader)

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Magnifique! ...Awesome photo too!! It's quite sad though, did the tree really die? It loved the "mount" as it grew, climbed higher 'to the top.' Did the stong winter winds cause its crashing to the ground? Am I getting this? ;) Love you very much, Mara

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

A different kind of writing, but I enjoyed. love holly

Reviewed by Lew Duffey

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Beautiful write. But now that you are at the top of the mountain, don't die... Trust God, spread your wings and fly higher.
God Bless,
Lew

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Beautiful and yes I have seen such beauty and the metaphor of dying is about as strong as one can get, although we may die a thousand little deaths of pure esctacy in this life time before the final death comes.

Fee

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

What??? No, you can't die!!! The world for you is beautiful and yet to be explored.

No one can say that they're already on the top, there is always another mountain that is much higher.

Sandie May Angel :o)

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

I loved the line about "rusting here in silence", but remember, diamonds don't die, they spark ever more when you feel alone.
Beautiful picture, wise words.
Georg

Reviewed by George Thompson

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Sad in a way that only you can impart to your readers.

George

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Melconcholy expression laced with beauty
Reconnections are always possible!
The stars are not the only things eternal in our spheres
pax a

Reviewed by Rusty Daily

Reviewed on February 24, 2007

Your poetry is getting bettr and better and we are pleased you are taking us with you.
Rusty

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

Beautiful write Kimmy

Peace & Love
William

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

"But... I would've welcomed you" So sad, so lonely, yet reaching out. I like it. Very pure, genuine.
Be safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

Dying to feel Wow your words have
Taking me through a journey
Of the taste of life and through
The budding phase of the fruit!
Excellent metaphor!
Even the trees
Go through the phases of life!!
Love And Peace to You Always..Morning Star

Reviewed by Chris Fitzgerald (Reader)

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

bitter sweet is life of all, even the tree. This write in the verisimilitude it achieves and yet the joy of reminiscence.
Thanks Kimmy

Reviewed by Pier Tyler

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

Awesome write and photo.

Reviewed by J M (Reader)

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

One beautiful poem Kimmy I love your art piece for this poem...
Peace,
Joselyn

Reviewed by Brett Moore

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

Wow, Kimmy. This goes straight to the heart. Tightly structured and well conceived, this is a great poem.

Brett

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

Excelelnt write kimmy..Hugssssssssss

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

"Dying to feel" took me through the phases of life with you.
From the start of blossoms to the ripe fruit...to the culling
of the tree...well done.

Allen

Reviewed by Lynn Barry

Reviewed on February 23, 2007

Oh My...this is powerful and I read it twice to get a bit deeper into it...excellent!