Cold Spring (poem) by Dale Clark on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on May 26, 2005

The seasons we see and feel, around us, in us, in those near us...

Reviewed on April 24, 2005

Beauty. Of course she is crying. She can't hold her children. She's like a pregnant woman that's overdue. I would think by now that spring is showing signs of new life there, right?

Reviewed by Marie Wadsworth

Reviewed on April 17, 2005

vibrant and full of life, but reflective of all the season. a great natural write.

Reviewed by Robin Labenberg

Reviewed on April 14, 2005

thought provoking withsome great lines..well done

Reviewed by andrea coltman

Reviewed on April 13, 2005

Wonderful words, Dale...Spring is such a beautiful season, with all the promises it holds, but boy, it can be so cold...best wishes Andrea

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on April 12, 2005

your poetry never disappoints and this wonderful display of imagery, is no exception ...

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

Gorgeous in its interplay with Spring's life, and every man's death, Dale! It feels of memories, of past cold springs, of empty dreams and pussy-willow gloom...

You have an intense way of feeling nature-essence, and writing its wondrous weaves into aspects of human life it is hard to perceive, much less touch and emote, that calms and excites me, Dale, like coffee on a windy cold day, watching tattered tulip petals whisk off to their earthly coffin while a large, fluffy, patriarch of a cat of seven leans against you on the picnic table... :)

Love the title, 'Cold Spring', it brings many disturbances into the mind with its innotations and opposite poles, in respect to the warmth of Spring, and the supposed-to-be-past cold of Winter.

Erin

Yours,
Erin

Reviewed by Dawn Richerson

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

holding her snowy mountains
her arid land below

Wow! This is spectacular, Dale. Really beautiful. Dawn

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

Wonderful in depth insight into the nature of the season
A beautiful poem Dale eloquent and uniquely written!

Love,
Eileen

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

You paint such a broad, wide, high and deep canvas with just a few deft brushstokes in your exquisite poetry, Dale. It is always so unpretentious: with muscle and yet such artistic delicacy. A whole world is portrayed in your poetry. "A cold spring is crying" is a wonderful resolution. Another beauty, TY Kate xx

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

May Spring's cold tears quickly turn to warm joy.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

Most excellent write Dale!!

Check out the challenge post "Ritual By Night"

Yipeee I did it....very dark but okay methinks!!

Love Tinky

Reviewed by m j hollingshead

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

well done

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

Really a beautiful and VERY poignant word display within this wishful poem.

Reviewed by D May (Reader)

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

Excellent write my friend. This is an outstanding poem.

Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*� (Reader)

Reviewed on April 11, 2005

I hate those late cold spells, especially when they bring snow. I often wonder how the birds and flowers survive but, somehow, they do.

Hoping it warms up soon!

Love & Light,
Joseph