little god (for kate)--revised, repost (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

little god (for kate)--revised, repost
by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner → (All Poetry by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner)
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For Kate Clifford's Myths and Legends Series. :-)
i was a god once. well, that was before i was expelled from the high kingdom. father, too serious. godplaying was fine, but i also wanted to have fun. i was a god once. father said, "YOU HAVE THE WHOLE UNIVERSE AT YOUR COMMAND. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" i don't like violence. i wanted to make friends WITH man. i was a god once. father said, "GODS HAVE ALWAYS PLAYED HAVOC IN HUMAN LIVES. THAT HAS ALWAYS BEEN. IT'S YOUR DECISION THAT DETERMINES WHO DIES, WHO SURVIVES." i was a god once. father wanted me to enjoy displaying my power! i was getting bored. i just wanted to lie in the fields and smell the flowers. i was a god once. father insisted i create storms and cause great chaos. father got SO sore. i love beauty and made the aurora borealis. i was a god once. father roared, "YOU WILL CREATE STORMS. YOU WILL LIKE DOING SO." i've heard it before. i heard it again when, after the rain, i made a rainbow. i was a god once. father said, "I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM GOING TO DO WITH YOU! YOU'RE MAKING ME MAD! JUST ONE MORE SLIP UP...ONE MORE MISTAKE...AND BOY, YOU ARE THROUGH!" i was a god once. i tried. i honestly tried to get my heart into it. again, i was bored. godplaying wasn't my thing--i was truly a misfit. i was a god once. father said, "ISN"T THIS FUN? DECIDING WHO LIVES OR DIES?" i couldn't tell him. he would totally freak if he knew s little god cries. i was a god once. father's first son was a failure. i couldn't let him down. i really felt bad. i couldn't fail father, he was a god of great renown. i was a god once. it all came to a head the day i created a storm. i made a mistake. somehow, all of the lightning i had made came out deformed. i was a god once. i was fired when i scorched father with a lightning bolt. so brother was hired. and father? he says he'll never forgive me for that jolt. i was a god. ONCE. :-) (C) Copy written/Revised, 2004, by Karla Dorman.

Reviewed by Sarah Tagert

Reviewed on April 6, 2004

awesome, as always

Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain

Reviewed on April 5, 2004

A most enjoyable read of this charming and well-written poem!

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Excellent Poem....

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Very good Karla!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on April 4, 2004

Excellent Poem Karla,
Keep up the great work...
God Bless
~Michelle~

Reviewed by Robert Blackwell (Reader)

Excellent write, Karla. {{{{{{{{{hug}}}}}}}}}}

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Great imagination!;-)Well done Karla, the brave one;-)
being a god even a bad one is something I'd never mess with;-)

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Karla, this was really really good! Made me laugh a while..which is a good thing! Thanks for the smiles! Lisa

Reviewed by Gaylen Sharp

This is a great and different approach to poetry. darn it now i am going to have to steel it and make it my own. ;0)

Reviewed by Pamela Kimmell

I enjoyed this Karla...a message within a story and a lesson all rolled into one!

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

(((Karla)))

What a charming and delightful story within this poem! I loved it the first time you wrote it, but I love it even more so now! Spectacular write; enjoyed so much! Thanks for reposting this; this is a keeper!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Hi Karla:

What an interesting write this is! Can be extended into a little short story too, I think.

~ May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel ~