The Taking (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on December 2, 2006

Karla I do not know how I have missed this, a great poem very well done
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed on November 29, 2006

Karla,
simple, yet promote...wonderful job...wishing you well...
Sam

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on November 28, 2006

WE need our memories
A pict. is worth a THOUSAND words and then some!
Click away dear Karla!!!
Great WRite here!
As I'm finding out I enjoy alot of your writes!
STay Strong and I send you and Karen my Unending Energy lately!
WArmest Blessings!
Warm HuGs,Sheeexoox

Reviewed by Rhonda Galizia

Reviewed on November 13, 2006

Superb analogy, Karla!

The lens of our eyes are constantly snapping shots, to store, and bring forward, at a later date. Isn't God awesome??!!

Amazing........ write to the photo finish!!! :)

Love&hugs,
Rhonda

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on November 8, 2006

Excellent! This is so true. A photo brings it all back to us from the exact moment, the feelings, a scent, a touch, what we saw ... perfect.
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Moments in time...photos remember what we forget.
Lovely snapshot.
Peace and love,
Susan

Reviewed by H. Lena Jones

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Good one, Karla. You're so clever! :)

God Bless
LOL
Lena

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Wondrful metaphor Karla, very well thopught out piece.Very intriguing . Missed you too;-) ET

Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Sometimes we look, but do not see. We remember what we were looking at, and often much, much later, remember why we looked and it all meant. Good work, Karla.

Carmen

Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Why you took it....how true. We often forget the good and remember the bad. Victor

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Karla ...

I can't put my finger on it, but there is something very pleasing about this little write. I believe it is the philosophical undertones.

Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Great way of remembering...times sometimes forgotten!!

love Tinka

Reviewed by Joyce Bowling

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Great imagery, this is so true...when I get so upset sometimes at my husband, I recall and pull a few of the memories of the past and I am reminded of my love for him and the good traits that really do out weigh the bad. Great write...you are a wonderful writer who always has something positive and right on time for me to read.
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Great image poem that rings true for so many reasons but mainly the ability of the brain to take those quick memory shots on it's own to play back when we need them.

FEe

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Karla

It's good to keep mementos of the past, so we can navigate the future with elegant grace and surety.

God Bless

Peter

Reviewed by Rusty Daily

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Karla, I always asked the wife why she took so many pictures. Now having an old faded memory, I'm glad she did. Short, sweet and to the point. Well done.
Rusty

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

I put my ex's photo on my dart board, and man has my game improved...
Anglo voodoo

Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

I do this with sounds more than picture memories...and yes I always know why I recorded them...) Nice poem!

Myrna

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Quite an interesting and clever poem you have penned here, Karla; very well done! BRAVA!

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

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

A most interesting piece, Karla. We should all open up that old memory bank once in awhile.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on November 7, 2006

Wish, do I, that they made memory sticks for the mind...now what was it I was going to say...damn...ed