Girl At Niagara Falls (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 31, 2009

Wow, Karla. Caught me off guard with this one. Unbelievable. Haunting. Sad.
Sheila

Reviewed by Robert Killey (Reader)

Reviewed on October 22, 2009

and you think "what if....."

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on October 20, 2009

MMMM... and with your tumbling words you draw us into the sadness of death's embrace and wonder. Beautiful, deeply felt poem, Karla. I walk on hallowed ground.

Cryssa
P.S. That photo is superb!!

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on October 20, 2009

Did she mean to go over the falls? Something I learned recently is that a person who contemplates suicide doesn't realize that they are passing all their pain to all those left behind, if they succeed. What an awful event for all concerned and you carry it with you every day. Love and hugs, J'nia

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on October 19, 2009

Gave me chills Karla! What an awful thing for all concerned.

Reviewed by Rebecca McKeehan

Reviewed on October 19, 2009

Ah, Karen, what a terrible memory but from that experience comes a sublime poem. You've captured the horror of the moment perfectly and drawn us all in. My heart goes out to you...Rebecca

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

If this is true, Karla, if this is a true remembrance, what a horrible thing for a girl of fourteen or fifteen to witness and to carry with her forever. Very touching words.
Your friend from Southern California, Mark

Reviewed by Carolyn Red Bear (The Bear Paw)

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

Hi Karla, You write with raw emotion, both hers and yours! And how could not remember... a great, haunting write, my friend.

In Spirit,
Bear

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

Such a terrible thing to have to see and face, it is something dear that will alwys be with you. Sorry you had to see this.

Newfie prayers and hugs are on the way, Rose

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

Karla, what a sad and tragic thing to happen and for you to have had to witness. But, you have written this so well....I especially like, " you are not forgotten, girl"

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

such a tragic experience to have encountered as such a young age ... the emotion you experienced is powerfully exhibited in this present-day recollection ...

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

wow-what a tough thing to see-well written-i bet you could find out some info

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Beautiful, Karla.

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

That would have been a very difficult experience. Good writing has caputured it quite well.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Karla,
This moment I will never forget, either, you make it so vivid and powerful; a horrific experience well expressed.

John

Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

That must have been a terrible experience for you at your age Karla. Yet you've managed to write a wonderful poem. You never cease to amaze me. Your poetic star shines brightly.
Marcia

Reviewed by Diana Wiles

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Karla, what a terrible thing to witness at such a tender age. You express this experience sensitively yet the full impact of what you witnessed is clearly felt. I empathise deeply with you as I saw the results of traumatic accident when I was nine years old, and the awful scene is etched upon my mind forever, and never far away...I admire you for being able to bring this incident forward into written expression, and I hope it proves to be a healing experience for you. Love and Hugs, Diana

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

KARLA, THIS IS DEFINITELY SOMETHING THAT YOU WOULD NEVER FORGET AND TODAY YOU HAVE GIVEN HER A MEMORIAL TRIBUTE...SAD. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Excellent rendition of a memory's painting. Patrick

Reviewed by Carol Grace

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

God love you, Karla. What a terrifying memory but what an awesome memorial to the young girl long since gone.

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Wow what a horrible memory of a beautiful place, I can not even begin to imagine
In Christs Love
Michelle~

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

what a shame,to have such memories of a place that should be a beautiful experience. I always loved going there. That is an image that will never be forgotten...excellent write karla.

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Karla, I can so relate to this, My Aunt, sister and I (age 10 I suppose)...waited as a man crossed the street in front of us...something about him was mesmerizing, he jumped over the Hiawatha Bridge to his death,,,I can still see it in my head as you express, so quick, but yet in slow motion,,,you know what I mean.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Yea as a Canuck I have been there several times and I can see how easy it would be to fall or jump to ones death. To witness such a tragedy at such a young age...I can see why it still haunts you.
hugs
fee

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

I grew up close to Niagara Falls and have been there so many times. What a scenario you are describing. Fantastic and haunting...

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Terrifying. A great write.

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Karla, a stunning write, a stunning memory.

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Juliet Waldron

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

You were there for a reason, to remember and write this beautiful poem, and you have. A world of sorrow lay behind this moment, when she stepped into eternity, and you saw her, and, at the last moment, connected. Gorgeous and shattering.

Reviewed by Cindy Tuttle

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

Karla, that must have been awful!I can't imagine what that was like for you. It is so sad when someone feels there is no way out- when there is.Good thing is I know she is probably with Jesus.But this is sad.

With Love,
Cindy

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

I'm just glad I didn't see it; mom's scream was enough! I am sorry you had to see it happen; no wonder you don't sleep well at night, in addition to the pain you already have! Powerfully penned sadness; all I can ask is "Why?"

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

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

I think our most horrid childhood memories remain with us, forever; and yours truly is a horrid one.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on October 17, 2009

A haunting remembrance that no child should witness, but then, something passed between the two girls, something that only them understood.

Georg