Memories of the Storm (poem) by Carin Spirit on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Darkest Angel (Reader)

Reviewed on May 1, 2010

A very nice recovery and so well expressed here. This one is tied to the other in a very good way; eventhough, they are near complete opposites, they identify well as a pair. A battle between good and evil is prevailed by good...nice...I feel good with this one.

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on December 17, 2008

And this too shall pass..... eloquent poem and a joy to read.
Blessings J'nia

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on June 9, 2008

ANd the past is exactly that...and opens a new door into the future. Beautiful.

Reviewed by Shay White

Reviewed on April 18, 2008

This poem tells of how strong the human spirit really is when confronted with turmoil. Well written, thanks for sharing.

Shay White

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on March 10, 2008

Carin' Spirit,
Bravissimo!!!
This Is A Most Eloquent Poetic Express!!
Well Penned!! I Loved Loved Loved

"Memories of the Storm" !!
Embrasse'
Vickie

Reviewed by Rafika Anderson (Reader)

Reviewed on December 17, 2007

This is very uplifting and positive. I'm glad to see that healing is taking place. You write in a very accessible manner that allows others to take part in your suffering and your redemption. These are experiences we all can appreciate. Thanks for sharing.

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on November 5, 2007

Sounding POSITIVE HERE I feel!
Very intense and memorable poem Carin'
STay Positive!
The memories will make us STRONGER!

Warm hugs and love, Warrior Purple Lady Sheeeoox

Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner

Reviewed on November 3, 2007

Can relate to this one also ...storms do pass. Lovely write

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on October 11, 2007

A heartfelt write that says so much about the hurts along lifes way, but also gives the reader hope. Very nice, Holly

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on October 10, 2007

Freedom from the angst of the shackles of ones own thoughts.
Life, love, freedom come from living beyond the inner prison. The bricks of which have come tumbling down... and reality is found...

Reviewed by J AG

Reviewed on October 3, 2007

the passing and yet appreciation for the past, an earned respect for that which you have weathered and lived beyond. much strength and determination in the gentle and wise voice.

much peace,

jackie

Reviewed by Carin Spirit

Reviewed on September 28, 2007

Thank you all for listening, especially from poets that I admire and enjoy reading. This has been a great experience for me, both Therapeutic and Cathartic.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on September 23, 2007

There is an encouraging tone to your expression via your verses here, Carin Spirit. Thank you for sharing. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on September 22, 2007

A beautiful write, Carin. Well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

After every storm, comes the sun: that's what I see in this poem.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on September 22, 2007

Endearing and passionate write, enjoyed.

Be safe,
Karen