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The Day I Died
by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner → (All Poetry by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner)
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I AM OKAY. This just came to me, and so, I write...


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"THE DAY I DIED"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
As one who never took life seriously,
who got the giggles at inopportune times
(like at weddings and my father's funeral
and God forbid, in the confessional booth),
who got drunk on the misery of others,
who laughed at every single disaster,
I wasn't prepared to die the day I died.

As one who thought life was nothing but a joke,
who teased and tormented little old ladies
(as well as the disabled, who were fair game
as well as anyone who wasn't like me),
who stepped on others on his way to the top,
who thought life would be his to take by the horns,
I wasn't prepared to die the day I died.

There wasn't one thing funny about my death,
being crushed by wreckage of lost hopes and dreams,
(I was too busy trying to feel good and
not doing enough to do good in the world),
I was pulled from the wreck by laughing demons,
who were more than ready to welcome me home,
to the classroom of failure the day I died.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
(C) Copy written, 5 January, 2005, by Karla Dorman.  All rights reserved.


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Reviewed by Lois Christensen
Reviewed on May 8, 2008
Life is short and what you make of it. Glad you are alive and can carry on the work God has you to do.

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson
Reviewed on January 7, 2005
gives one much to think about
we weren't promised, so we really do need to know
that life is in the here and now and we truly only have one
make the most of it....enjoy your thought-provoking piece
where did you get that picture?
take care lady

Reviewed on January 7, 2005
well conceived lines Karla. Actually put a bit of fright into the duck

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
E x c e l l e n t. So creative!! I would have
hated to miss this. You are not only the Lady
of Lights, but a clever and incisive social
commentator. B R A V A !!!! Nuttincudbee Finah
Thant'be N. Carolina {Baskin' in warm light from Texas:)} <3

Reviewed on January 6, 2005
Karla,

Simply outstanding poetic achievement my friend - stunning perfection!!

Always the best,

Robert

Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
WOWOWOWOW!!! EXCELLENT!! Loved this, this is so powerful, and it should be published somewhere- this is really moving, and the photo adds alot to it- strong work! :)

Reviewed by Eddie Thompson
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
Slammed into my chest this morning with the poetic force of a .44 magnum....Great poetry, my friend.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
A chillingly powerful poem and reminder about life - and death.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
Dark poetry...good one!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Kate Burnside
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
I admire you, Karla, because you don't shrink back from articulating a view on difficult circumstances which the rest of us maybe steer clear of. You are prepared to make yourself vulnerable and to risk the consequences! A true poet and a poet who is faithful to the spurrings of her muse. I find this difficult... have scrolled down the page and find relief in Andy's comment below - perhaps it is something British in our humour that we both have a tendancy to laugh as a reflex, even in the most inappropriate moments! But apart from that, this is very sobering: and personally, I think the repetition of ideas in the "I wasn't prepared to die the day I died" is extremely powerful... you uncover the fact that, YES, when we die WE ARE ACTUALLY GOING TO DIE!! We have such a tendancy to "gloss over" and "sugarsweeten" the thought of what death is, that I think, somehow, we think there might be an escape-route attached to the dying process, and that it "is all going to be alright really!". I can never seek to judge who or who might not make it "either side of the fence", based on how we perceive others' behaviour as compared to ourselves. It comes down ultimately to the condition of the heart at the end... but good to think about these things and be prepared, as you say! Tough and challenging, Karla, thank you. LOL Kate xx

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers
Reviewed on January 6, 2005
Karla, this is a bit darker than your usual stuff..but I do understand the power of the muse.
They who guide sometimes fail to guide us where we think we should have..and so the write takes place.
Very captive.

Lisa

Reviewed by Sandy Knauer
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
I'm going to be a little critical on this one. Overall, I think the writing is very good, except I don't like 'I wasn't prepared to die the day I died', I think the message would be as powerful and possibly clearer if you used 'I wasn't prepared the day I died'. I think 'to die' would be understood. I've read this several times, and have another criticism that I probably shouldn't mention since I don't have an example or suggestion for improvement. I'm going to state it anyway, so it will be there for you to ignore or mull over as you wish. Even though this is written in first person, I still hear another voice in judgement of this person. I can't put my finger on why right now, but will read it again tomorrow and let you know if I figure out what gives me this impression.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
This seems dark for you Karla, and I didnt know your name was John Doe...? Ed

Reviewed by Carole Mathys
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
an unusual and powerful write...well done Karla

Peace, Carole

Reviewed by Evelyn Simon
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
A sad reality for some. This reminds me of a christian video I seen on Christmas day, my sister had; the title was, "Escape from hell."
It's not found in video stores, but maybe a christian bookstore might have it.
Thanks for sharing this write.

Reviewed by Karen Chalfant (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
Insightful write, Karla. I'm afraid too many wait too long to think about what's awaiting them when the earthly life is over. Laughter is a good thing but death is a serious matter. It's final. Enjoyed the write!

Reviewed by E T Waldron
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
Karla you do some doozies! that big toe got to me;-)
Excellent poem!

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
Well done and probably is what would be said by a person completely unprepared. By the way Matthew still has pnuemonia so they have to wait to do surgery.

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
And Still Do Pray You Do Not Wake Up In Mourning!|

Your Friend, TRASK

Reviewed by Michelle Mills
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
This was a sobering write, Karla...where on earth did you get a photo of a foot with a toe tag? Great photography to accompany the piece...really amplifies your point...excellent. Your Florida buddy, Michelle

Reviewed by Debra Stiles, The Original Mister (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
Oh my. that was a eye opening mouth full.
great
Mister

Reviewed on January 5, 2005
((((Karla)))
Powerful write
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed on January 5, 2005
(((Karla)))

Dark, sobering write with just a touch of humor; yet a very powerful lesson to be learned here. Awesome write; well done! BRAVA!

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

I hope you don't die for a VERY LONG time to come!! :(

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 5, 2005
Now this is what I call unique..
But I too have had fits of laughter at inappropriate times..


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