Sitting Ducks (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 16, 2008

Nice marksmanship here, Karla. Hits the target cleanly--one shot, one kill. The imagery is also adept and effective. A good write.
Malama pono, K2

Reviewed by Jerry Engler

Reviewed on February 14, 2008

I've seen those clouds again. I used to wish never to see a tornado again, but now I wish never to be near one again because you can be near, and not see it. Your ample descriptions of this enemy are right on target, and good photo...Jerry

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on February 14, 2008

Wicked visuals...good one!
love, Carole~

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

The clouds are forming as the thunderheads begin to get organized and their strategy is always a huge secret until the last minute.

Love and blessings!
Susan

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Fantastic! you really are Jazzin it up Karla! wtg!
great pic and poem combo!

Love,
ET

Reviewed by Mary Coe

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Excellent description. Powerful write.

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

How does a thing of such wonderment, with no thought, prepare a brutal onslaught? Your description is excellent. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Words of true perfection describe witness to its destructive powers.....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Let's hope for a bad shot!
Love,
Becca~

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

You capture this so vividly. A 'miss' in this case is a very, very good thing.

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

It is spooky to think of ascribing human attributes and skills to a natural event...very effective too, at least for me, in helping me understand the phobia a bit more intimately. Excellent pen.

be well and happy,
Kathy

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

You've hit right on target with this giving YOU the marksmanship medal...Ed

Reviewed by Connie Faust

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

This is a tremendous writing! The imagery is perfection. You could win a contest with this one, Karla. May every one miss, for the rest of your days. Peace and love to you.
p.s. Just noticed below, Karen is now your "twink" That's one typo I really like!

Love,
Connie

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

How cute. Darn those hunters! I'm married to one and still can't get used to it. Great job my friend, I'm showing this to my husband. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

I think old Mom Nature and her many offspring are lining us all up like sitting ducks lately, and I hope their thirst for blood is quenched soon.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Karla,

I think I hate storms almost as much as you do. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Powerful write Karla, and so is the photo!

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Love this metaphor, Karla! Very creative and it puts things in perspective.
Sheila

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

Let's hope he doesn't win any medals this year...
Cryssa

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

I see that our little warrior is at it again with her chronicles of the ongoing battle between the skies and the lame ducks below.
And as long as them fire and miss..........

Georg

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on February 13, 2008

...not much fun to be in the line for fire...wishing you calm thoughts Karla...sitting calm...calm...
John

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 12, 2008

Powerful write, Karla; and so true: with no place to go to when it storms, we ARE sitting ducks. NOT good!

Very well penned; brava! That pic says it all!

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

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on February 12, 2008

The fury of the storm is captured well in the picture and the accompanying poem, keep writing what comes from your heart and soul, and dont worry about what others think, you inspire me
God Bless
Michelle~