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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo |
7/6/2009 |
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| I was in the mood for something brisk and this is just it ... wonderful write, Sheila ... the cold and ice come to life, so to speak, through your words and it is quite an image you've portrayed! Hugs, Elizabeth |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
6/20/2009 |
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Been there done that. I live in Canada.....I guess I needn't say anymore..giggle. Beautifully done Sheila. Great imagery.
Hugs,
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Linda Hill |
12/28/2008 |
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Shelia,
You have amazing talent..I enjoyed this very much. I also bid the 'cold miser' farewell, I love SPRING and eagerly awaiting its arrival!
Many blessings,
~Linda |
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| Reviewed by richard cederberg |
12/19/2008 |
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Amen!
Begone wintry hoarder of warmth!
Yikes! What an experience Sheila friend!
I remember when I lived, for a season, in Rogers Arkansas with my first wife. The freezing rain and sudden and debilitating snowstorms left a lasting impression on me psyche. Seemed that everything came to a standstill and everyone, except the hardiest of souls, remained indoors.
i remember the trees would break off and litter the streets and fields; often bringing traffic to an absolute standstill. I remember, too, how deadened any sound was outside when everything was white and frozen, and how the ambiance would hold you like a glove.
It's amazing how dependent we are on electricity and even more amazing how what we percieve changes when it isn't there. that being said, my son and I are purposely going to climb Garnet Peak in the Anza Borrego this weekend in the snow. A wee bit wack perhaps, but still a lotta fun.
A beautifully conceptualized poem from a gifted and giving soul. The most blessed of holiday seasons to you and yours SR.
Blessings and love ...
Richard |
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| Reviewed by Romantic Poetess Victoria L. McColley |
12/19/2008 |
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Sheila
"Cold Miser" is a haunting warning to remind me of my blessings of comforts gold...least I be cold...I am glad your safe, as those branches of ice can indeed cause problems....I have an ice storm in my area & some roads are closed becasue of falling branches covered with ice...
I truely loved your poem....It's great the inspiration you have by candle light poetess :)
Much Love To You Den Sister
Embraced~Embrassé
Vickie |
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| Reviewed by Art Sun |
12/19/2008 |
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Nice work Sheila...I can only imagine the harshness of the cold and the struggle to just survive without heat and power...it gets cold here in Texas but we haven't had the ice and loss of power like the storm in your area...I hope all is well...
enjoyed this work and it's realistic display of this event...nicely written piece...
Art Sun... |
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| Reviewed by Andre Bendavi Benyehu (Reader) |
12/19/2008 |
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A poetic feast in "Cold Miser". A literary banquet to celebrate Poetry.
In respect,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU |
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| Reviewed by Keith Rowley |
12/18/2008 |
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Very Good. Brings to mind a family or clan huddle din a cave! Evocative of sound and scene. Well done Sheila.
Keith |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Price |
12/18/2008 |
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| Bravo. The silence when all the electricity has been cut from the neighborhood is eerie and after experiencing it I never doubtedglobal warming. Sorry you had the ice storm. Stay warm and safe. Liz |
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| Reviewed by A PAX |
12/18/2008 |
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Applause!!!!!!!My highest compliment to you
lol
wish I wrote this!!! pax A |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
12/18/2008 |
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I love this masterful poem, Sheila! I'm always amazed
by the duality of how such beauty can cause such misery!
I love trees gistening in ice,but not what they can cause;-)
Merry Christmas,with love,
Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper |
12/18/2008 |
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| A lovely write, and I especially like the part " Nestle thee by the fire..." I hope you were able to do that while your electricity was out. When we're out of electricity, it reminds us of just how much we take for granted. Well done, Shelia, and Merry Christmas. Stay warm. |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
12/18/2008 |
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For some reason, I always think of you as one of those lovely damsels back in the "middle ages." I mean that most respectfully. You "took me there," Sheila. Love and hugs to you,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis |
12/18/2008 |
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| Beautifully written. We used to live in Vermont and travel to New Hampshire to the PowerHouse Mall. One winter trip's return found us on black ice - very frightening indeed. But, your poem's flow is warm and inviting. I really enjoyed this composition with your wonderful word choices and arrangements. |
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
12/18/2008 |
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Sheila,
Very well written poem. Every line is a shivering gem. It's funny how we can dispell the largest of armies and conquer outerspace but no one can beat Mother Nature. She sure has a way of keeping us on our toes. Peace, Love, Blessings & Friendship Always, Paul. |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
12/18/2008 |
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I love it and being from Nova Scotia where our climate and landscape is very similiar to NH I know what it is like to sit and wait for the ravages of wind and ice to be prepared. I think like you the only thing to do is cuddle up with lots of covers, a hot chocolate made on a coleman stove and a few good books...sometimes it is actually quite rejuvenating to live without all the hight tech gismos.
hugs
fee |
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| Reviewed by Dawn Wilson |
12/18/2008 |
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| Sheila, I'm originally from Connecticut, and I remember those cold winters and days without power. You have written this well, and I especially like your last lines! |
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| Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle |
12/18/2008 |
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An excellent poem you have written.I hope everything is alright in NH.Take care of yourself
Edwin |
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| Reviewed by George Carroll |
12/18/2008 |
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| Like William we survived a power outage many years back due to an ice storm and were without power for 3 days, would not want anyone to experience that. Hope everything is getting back to normal soon for you guys in NH. |
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| Reviewed by William Bonilla |
12/17/2008 |
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reminds me of when I was stuck in my new house
of 4 months and we were struck by four hurricanes in 2004
the first was the worst, after surviving winds of 150mph
The following 3 were nothings, I was in feafr
Gave me something to tell my grand children,
they fears for me too, they were up north following the hurricanes
on CNN and calling us giving us blow by blows up dates.
Because other then the phone, we had no power, just candle light
for about 5 days
Peace be with
William
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