Batten Down The Hatches (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 17, 2008

Hang in there, Karla...this too shall pass, but I know the feeling...torrential rains last night, super strong winds all day and now...we're in for another miserable Cat-Meow night...you expressed the sentiments very well.

Gina

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on February 16, 2008

What a fabulous photograph. Nature in all her splendor, and fury. Karla writing another terrific poem . It doesn't get much better than this. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on February 16, 2008

Awesome picture. The clouds look ominous.. I know the feeling of wanting a place to hide when a fierce storm is coming. Hope all is well. Seems our weather is getting worse..Global warming and mans inability to do something about it add to our woes!.........M

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on February 16, 2008

Oh Karla I feel like I am there, be safe my friend. Loved this but feared it too. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy

Reviewed on February 16, 2008

Karla that just about sums up this weekend in Houston. I like the way you said it.

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Wondered if it would be getting windy your way. Here we went into a deep freeze for several weeks and suddenly we are having spring type weather.........I know this is not good for the south. Nice to be reading you again too :-)

Reviewed by Mary Coe

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

I'll be glad when the winter weather is over. Nice write.

Reviewed by Barbara Smith

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Karla, I can totally relate to your words...we have had some terrible winds here of late & they give me the jitters. I could feel your resentments in every word...I do hope it won't be too bad.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Time to relax, catch your breath and trust in God, just another day in this art work of life, well said......

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Once it was only in Aug, now it seems to never let up.
Ever thought of upping sticks.... Crazy place....

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Jusr be safe okay!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

STAy SAFE and my blessed thoughts and prayers are with you Karla! All of YOU!
This not knowing is scary! STill believe!
I love your poem, and how it was written! with such longing of safety and strong feelings!
WRite On!
Warmest Blessings, and Warmer Hugs, Warrior Purple Lady Sheoxoo

STay Positive!
STay STrong!
STay Happy!
STay SAFE!
Instincts!!!

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Stay safe,it seems to be a really bad year all over, my son in rockford Illinois is snowed in, and freezing weather.

Love,
ET

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

With snow at least you can slide down hills and have fun. Hail hurts.

Walt

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Oh, but those ice storms... NASTY stuff!
Batten down those hatches and hold tight, Karla...
Better days are coming soon.
Cryssa

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

I'd rather be in ALASKA, where the only storms are magnetic!

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

Great write!

Reviewed by Trevor Penick

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Ice and snow present their own demons with which one must do battle, as well. All of the above is better than earthquakes, though.

Reviewed by Rebecca Lerwill

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

I'm laughing about Ed's entry below. I can add a little ice and snow to his, if you want Karla. Otherwise, hang in tight. The sun will return eventually!
Love,
Becca~

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Hang in there Karla!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 15, 2008

Batten down those hatches, for sure. And if you really want some ice and snow, I'd be happy to send you a box car full - we seem to be running out of places to put it.