Growing Season (poem) by Dawn Anderson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Ed J.

Reviewed on October 30, 2009

Sometimes hope and strength are all we have. wonderful write.

Stay well and keep writing

Ed

Reviewed on October 18, 2009

hope and strength are truly the best tools for tending the garden of life here on planet earth.
beautifully expressed, dawn.
always a pleasure,
carolyn

Reviewed by Jerry Diamond (Reader)

Reviewed on October 16, 2009

We need something other than ourselves to cling onto Dawn when the going gets tough, and by golly I know all about the going getting tough.

Converse daily with the King of Kings within yourself and you will find solace and a marked difference in your mindset.

Stick to it.

Jerry

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on October 15, 2009

As long as hope and strength remain as constants, then love will bloom again, both inside and out. Faith, hope and love are yeast in the dough. Nice rising! :)) xx

Reviewed by Sheila Roy

Reviewed on October 15, 2009

I feel like I can relate to this one right now. It's an exhausting feeling. Shoulders like stones. Great job capturing these feelings.
Sheila

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

GROWTH...NOT EASY...BUT A NECESSITY...SO GLAD, ONE GETS TO CHOOSE THEIR COMPANION(ONE NEVER GOES ALONE) AND THE ROAD TAKEN. THIS IS AN WELL COMPOSED WORK THAT ADDRESSES AN EXPERIENCE THAT ALL CAN RELATE TO...ENJOYED MUCH. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Important companions, indeed.

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

such companions help maintain our balance ... your poem exemplifies this ...

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Dawn,
Hope and Strength, two excellent companions...I only wish I had both constantly by my side.

This is fine writing indeed.

John

Reviewed by L Hippler

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

You've done it again, Dawn. A ton of meaning in a few, well chosen words.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Dawn in so few words you convey such strong emotinal tug of wars that speak of character and strength...excellant write.
hugs
fee

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

She is certainly blessed to be
in possession of these gifts, hope
and strength. Without them, the
challenges of this life would
be overwhelming. Well done!
Blessings ...

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

These are the constant companions of all those who seek peace and inner growth. Perhaps they are 2 sides of the same coin. Loved it. Hugs, J'nia

Reviewed by David Hightower

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Dawn - Aptly titled poem. You express the stages of growth eloquently.
From:

rising �

like an ascending bubble

in an attempt to escape the

inevitable.

To:

yet,

hope remains

as does an undeniable strength �

these, her constant companions.

- David

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Her companions are her constant strength! Great write, I truly love the way your mind works...
Ciao Bella,
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Ted Bossis

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Faith being the over_seer of all companions)~(contantly (tides of a soulful dwelling).~.evol-Ted

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Story of my life... although I don't always know if I am very good at the rising part...sigh.
Cryssa

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Beautifully stated, Dawn - well done.

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

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Dawn, this so life in a nut shell..as there are always barriers we must face, it is inevitable, yet we seek our strengths to get through them, your writes are amazing,,,and you are too!

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

i love the final lines-they speak of the will to live and be and grow

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Beautifully written Dawn, thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

Maybe not all good companions, Dawn, but at least these seedlings are the life blood for future haappiness . . .

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on October 14, 2009

To be, the essence of being, of be part of, to struggle to stay alive, to survive another day, another season.

Georg