I Can't Feel the Magic Anymore (poem) by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Robert Blackwell (Reader)

Reviewed on December 19, 2003

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Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on December 19, 2003

Sad but so creative and interesting Karla. Both you and Karen are very good writers. Wishes and love. G

Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on December 19, 2003

This was so sad Karla, and so true for far too many,

Reindeer

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on December 18, 2003

Very sad write.

Reviewed by Leland Waldrip

Reviewed on December 18, 2003

A chilling and excellent reminder of "there but for grace ..." and just how lucky most of us are.
Best regards,
Leland

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on December 18, 2003

Well written Karla!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

Wow powerful write...
God Bless
~Michelle~

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

remember, the magic lies hidden within ourselves ... we must nuture it for it to manifest ...

Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

Extremely well written, Karla, with an equally critical message. Most don't know that Christmas is a pagan festival, so it is no wonder it succumbed to greed and selfishness. The shame is that so few people even think of our poor and hungry and homeless, except once a year. They are there 24/365 and have the same needs each of those painful days they live. As Jesus said, "The poor always will be with you." ~~Bonnie Q

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

Karla,
Thanks for the tears, again...I was at where that person is on the street at one time, now I am living inside, am relatively warm, relatively well fed & have Rufuz to keep me company, a job and Rene to marry eventually, but I can remember how it was, for those short 6 months. People think youre below human when living on the street, they won't help at all, they think, if they ignore you, you will go away and their lives will go on with no problems! But what they don't realize is the life of the guy on the street, could be their lives, with as little as losing their job, they may not be able to pay the rent, out on the street in a heartbeat!
Sorry to all for ranting here, but I feel this poem more so than I have felt any I have past written & I didnt write this one, a very talented young lady from Texas wrote a very heartfelt, tear jerker of a poem here...I hope all on AuthorsDen realize how close they are or can be to the streets? It is NOT a pretty place to be!
Thank you Karla, for this wonderful poem, Peace, Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by P. Michaels (Reader)

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

Karla, this wrenches my heart. How easily we could find ourselves in this same position. There's much pain in this world. Sometimes, all we can give is a prayer. I must say this is an excellent write that makes us all stop and think.
Love, Patty

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

Karla my dear, you grew up! Excellent write;-)!

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

Beautriful and so excellent the compassion shines in this one sweetie...

Peg

Reviewed by Larry Rochelle

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

And many of the homeless are Viet Nam and Irag War I vets who cannot find work or hold a job. I wish we could remember our troops after they fight. Thanks, Karla.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on December 17, 2003

oh, karla....

first sir jay, then you...my tearducts are workin' overtime, thanks to the poems you two posted! (quick..where's the kleenex??) wow, what a powerful, moving, heartbreaking write! thanks for sharing! well done! BRAVA for one hell of a fine write! that last stanza really got to me and ripped my heart out!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, karen lynn. :( >tears, tears, tears <