Friday, May 1, 2015

A Dirge To His Name Comments

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The wind mocks me and whispers his name,
The birds repeat it in their song,
Sensing my loneliness, they summon him,
I've been without his love far too long
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Lora Colon
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Bri Edwards 22 April 2023

HIS NAME? Bri Edwards, OF COURSE! ! ! !

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Bipasha D 06 May 2019

This is another masterpiece from you. Many great lines. When we love someone with all our heart, we tend to place them on the highest pedestal...we experience an extraordinary love, sort of devotion.

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Edward Kofi Louis 07 December 2016

Whispers! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Jak Black 14 May 2015

A wonderful tribute to a lost love. There are some great lines written here.................His name, like incense rising to Heaven, Keeps me grafted to his memory................................His name is like sweet music playing On a harp from some distant hill, He must have been a very special man, Lora.

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Lora Colon

Lora Colon

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