He Lurks (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on September 25, 2009

I like how you build that anxious feeling, Karla. Great!
Sheila

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on August 29, 2006

I am praying for those in florida
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed by K. Mulroney

Reviewed on August 29, 2006

My in laws all live in Fla. We go thru this waiting every year..this poem is perfect for the waiting!

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on August 29, 2006

I think one ought to do a Billy Graham and tell him to nick off back out to sea, ( rebuke the winds) an amazing story that acutally happened.
Wonderful write on a stormy subject :)

Love Ch'erie

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on August 28, 2006

you have given the storm human qualities
the qualities of a hunter, and you the hunter
this is chilling.......
very very good
pax Anita

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on August 28, 2006

Fear has flowed from your pen, don't let it fill your heart.

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on August 27, 2006

Uh-oh..Storm, storm go away, go find some-where else to play..
I'd feel the same way too. Lets just keep an eye on the ball first though..

Reviewed by Theresa Koch

Reviewed on August 27, 2006

You can feel the tension in the waiting in your words.
Fabulous!

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on August 27, 2006

Such is the problem of living on the gulf coast...though NJ is well overdue for taking a hurricanes hit...Ed

Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Is it Halloween again?

Good one...

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

As always Karla your sense of history and weather is excellant for you and bring these stories back to us.
Fee

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

WellPenned Karla
I fear him too Cuz he'll hit us first
Before concentrating on others
Let pray he continues north east bound
and stay at sea
I wish to thank you for your prayers
I am moving around a bit now
Not too much just hopping here and there
catching up on some reading

Love & Peace
William

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Well done Karla. It is time to hope and pray this one doesn't make it. I hope it weakens at sea.The feeling of fear hovering over all is well captured by your poem!

Eileen

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

There are a lot of stalkers who feeds theirr own pleasures off from another's fear. Don't let him win!

Good write, Karla!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

A powerful indictment of a dangerous stalker!

Outstanding description, as always, Karla, bringing me inside your head! [neat place! LOL]

Love&Hugs&Prayers, Rhonda

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Totally gripping, Karla. This a poem about the controlling grip of fear itself, irrespective of its cause. Can sense the paralysis and disempowerment like venom that anaesthetises. Excellent work here. LOL K xx

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Well written poem of fear for an impeding disaster. I hope this time it will not be so terrible. Victor

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

I think you are spot on....he lurks around each one of us!!

To some deep within....to some upon the shore of devastation!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Gloria Buono

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

"He Lurks" is awesome and will hopefully not be "the perfect storm." You're too talented to be swept away by the storm lurking at sea. thanks for sharing. My best, Gloria

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

HE LURKS captures perfectly the anxiety, shock, and terror that has scarred the U.S. and the rest of the world, not only as a result of last year's super hurricanes but from the man-made violence that continues to plague us all. Greatly enjoyed this brilliant write.
Aberjhani

Reviewed by Handsum Hart

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Hopefully the storm with die down and not reach landscape.

Best wishes

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

this poem exudes fear and anticipation of tragedy. very well written! I love it when I can feel a poem in my gut, as I can this one!

Susan

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Grumbling and yawning and stretching, hoping for another meal this leviathan is. May someone larger than it swap it down real good before it can consumate its disgusting mission.

Stand Strong Karla!
Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

May the heaven's smite Ernesto before his terror reigns! Fear not--'tis still time for him to die a quick and peaceful death! LOL!

Reviewed by Dove JoAnne Cromp (Reader)

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Lets pray it's not another Katrina, lol..

Love & Light, Dove

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Karla

I concur with Ed below completely
I believe Ernesto will die a death..

Love and Blessings
Peter

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

Karla,

I agree with Ed; I hope Ernesto leaves the Gulf alone; they are still recovering from Katrina; they don't need any more problems than they already have~! Good write; very well penned! BRAVA!

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

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on August 26, 2006

I truly hope he doesn't feed off our fears. And I truly hope he dies a swift death.