After The Firestorm (poem) by RaeLynn Teller on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 16, 2008

As I read this, I am also listening to the news ... more fires in the vicinity, and it's not even summer. Sheish! I wonder what kind of fire threat there'll be this year if we don't get rain.

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 8, 2008

Oh how I hate these fires.....but sometimes it happens for a good reason too...even sad to others...nature has it's own way of cleaning up a mess!!

Excellent package!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Michelle Mead

Reviewed on March 28, 2008

I like the ending, it gives such hope after the sadness of the other lines, it loops around well. Good poem!! Michelle

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 25, 2008

It incredible what these fires can do. You express this very effectively via your verses here, RaeLynn. Coincidentally, I have a poem posted here at AD entitled, "Afterburn" which is amazingly similar in theme. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 25, 2008

Rae Lynn,

Only takes an instant for it to all come crashing down 'round you - thought provoking reminder. I do hope this is fictional, but have a feeling it's not - I'm sorry - is there anything I can do?

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

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on March 25, 2008

Such a shame when we realize how quickly the beauty that surrounds us can be destroyed, yes it will return but not for several tomorrows, for today we look at darkness and death to somehing that was meant to be. Thank you Realynn for sharing.

Love ya face Raelynn XOXO,
your Newfie friend, Rose

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on March 25, 2008

But the forest life will come up from the ashes, greener, stronger, with more promises than ever, Nature doing its Phoenix rebirth after a lightning or a casual cigarette butt from a passing car.

Georg

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

Black sooty images flare up in the mind as I read this as much and as quickly as the flames that destroyed the forest. Strong write and I hope you werent' too near to this Rae.
hugs
Fee

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

Your photograph epitomizes the tragedies felt by many. You passionately offer hope where none once was. A very beautiful and heartfelt piece....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

Rae,
I could not help but think of the wildfires, last year, and all of the natural disasters that befall our society. Yet, every time there's a hurricane, a tornado, or some other crisis, the victims show great strength and always come away from the destruction much better and stronger than they ever knew. From the other angle, if the meaning of your poem is taken from the angle of destructive relationships and finding happiness in the wake of the destruction, that is very true, as well.

Time heals everything; scars may remain, but those scars are reminders of where we've been and how we've grown.

Beautiful poem!
Jill

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

From the depts of man-made hell . . . From nature's awful wrath . . . Life continues to pursue itself in the strangest and most unlikely spots . . . So do our wounded hearts . . .

Reviewed by Donna Quesinberry

Reviewed on March 24, 2008

Sad the devastation, the rebirth happens though.

Nice poem.

Thanks, ~D.