Building Basements (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on February 24, 2008

A basement in the mind will not keep one safe from the storm unless the storm is purely in one's mind.

Ron

Reviewed on February 23, 2008

an outstanding write Karla
love & peace be with you

William

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on February 23, 2008

great poem to ponder Karla, believe me we all have basements, it's called fear of something. If it isn't a storm it's something else, right now for me it's old age

Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten

Reviewed on February 23, 2008

Grab the one thing you fear the most and more than likely there's a basement being constructed...it's a survival technique for the intelligent ones! :)
I always knew you were smart! :0!. . . and what a great thought from Kathy!
Love it!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on February 23, 2008

Karla, you have expressed yourself perfectly in this. Well done!

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

However and wherever you find your comfort and keep your sanity is what matters,we all have our need of protection...

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

We build our defences in many different ways. All can serve us well if we truly believe in them. Faith is powerful. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

Something many do, just do not verbalize it. Whatever works is well worth the effort....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

i thought her comment was profound as well-good write!

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

You ain't in anyway afterall sane,
In fact you kind of are in the ass a pain,
But love you I do,
For all to see how to me its true,
Maybe just rent a cage, if you want protection,
At the local, if any, zoo...e

Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

Karla, I am so touched that something I said inspired more of your wonderful poetry. I like the poem very much. I have a phobia of my own and so, understand yours very well. I admire the way you fight back.

be well and happy,
Kathy

Reviewed by Selene Skye

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

What a beautiful, expressive write. Poetry is oft times a therapuetic exorcising of the dark places we are taken or willingly go.

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

...agree with Georg...his words of expression. ...walls of hope...to face fear...I wish you.
John

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

I'd rather have a real basement, thankyouverymuch...Still, all in all, a great write! BRAVA, extremely well penned and illustrated!

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

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

Whatever helps us maintain what little sanity we have left, must truly be a good thing.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

Ya gotta do what ya gotta do, Karla . . .

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

But you are as free as that storm, the only difference is that you fear her and she doesn't fear you...be like her!!!!!!!!

Georg

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on February 22, 2008

I love it, Karla... but how about making the font be justified on both sides so that there is a "wall" on both edges of your poem? I think that would be cool! (but... don't know that you can do it here on AD...hmmm...)

Cryssa :~)