the burning (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 21, 2004

Wow Karla I can feel the pain through your words here. An apology for helping is indeed beautiful when the help brings more pain.
I too like the structure of this piece. < < < < < < < < < < <HUGS>>>>>>Mikii
ps:I only hug those I love.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 21, 2004

Outstanding Karal!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on April 21, 2004

Burns are an horrific thing, something that I have always had a fear of.
Nana died of 3rd degree burns when I was so little, in those days they could do little, but keep the morphine up, but she literally rotted away, as the apron she wore melted into her, and noone could bear that smell before she finally died in agony.

My heart goes out to all those who have ever suffered burns and survived.

Love to you and thanks Karla
Ch'erie

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on April 21, 2004

My goodness, I had no idea about these things - but I sure know now! Thank you, Karla, for this heart-searing write which has impacted me BIG time! I shall never forget this pain whenever I now experience burns victims. But, more than that, the compassion and love which you and others below here demonstrate; may their wounds be washed and healed in the salt of your tears. KB

Reviewed by Julie Donner Andersen

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Gripping poem, with great rhythm. The message was poignant. Wel done, Karla!

Julie

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

This form and message are both outstanding.

Excellent many prayers.
peg

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Very powerful Karla, and I am proud to know someone who served their country women and men who serve the country are our nations reason for being what we are, I mean in the good sense... Keep the writing up...
God Bless
~Michelle R Kidwell~

Reviewed by John Banasiewicz Jr

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

I salute you for your service but also for this poem. Having seen many burns and the pain there is one thing i agree with that the smell or sounds of those burning is something you never forget, but for sure your care was helping them not cause pain..
Thank you for sharing here
Tommy

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

very powerul, superbly crafted poem ... makes the reader see and feel the anguish ...

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

I salute you fellow Air Force member for your caring and compassion for your suffering patients. God Bless!

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

Wow some sad write, but up road at East Grinstead is where in WW2 burnt pilots went known as guinea pigs, not many left now, but this paints a true to life picture..

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

I remember when working on an ambulance squad when I was much younger, a kid that I knew well had been putting gas in a lawnmower when the hot water heater kicked on and the spark lit him up like a roman candle, I believe it was over 80% of his body burned...I HATED that run, back then no one knew what to do, except to stabilize him and transport him to the nearest burn center, over 100 miles away, half the distance he screamed and cried, and I, as the driver, cried right along with him...(he lived and is now a lawyer of some kind). This write brought back that memory and the tears associated there in, very descriptive & especially well done, Karla...Peace, Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by James Justice (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

this is so sad but beautifully written I'm sure your patients felt your love even though they were in torment.

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

oh my god......you made this so real for me Karla........
very powerful words here..........
almost wish you didn't write so well!!!!!!!!!!!

sigh

anita
pax

Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

You are a brave girl, Karla, besides having a heart of gold.
This must have been something!
I have been in hospitals where there were burn victims...and
admired greatly the courage of nurses/paramedics/doctors and
anyone who tried to be of solace to them.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

(((Karla)))

Powerful, heartsearing write; I could only imagine what these poor people must have been going through, only having those who were meaning to help add to the ungodly pain they were already in...geez!

Very well done; intense drama at its best! Could rival "E.R.", but you lived it. WOW!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on April 20, 2004

I know this Karla...my brother was burned...
and a dear friend of mine also suffered through
burning spending months in the hospital...it is
the thing I fear most...How sad your poem is...
It seems people speak loudly of everything else
and forget how so many of our men have suffered..
You did your duty and as you stand before God
He knows you were there...great poem...floria