Wednesday, September 29, 2010

A Fantasy Comments

Rating: 4.4

I saw Winter 'neath a spindle tree,
She plucked berries bright to crown her head.
She was singing little robin's song
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M Asim Nehal 08 October 2018

Great Fantasy...I enjoyed it Oh, run home, wee ones, lest the whirling leaves Take ye far away, fairy folk to see. Crowning her dark hair with berries red I saw Winter 'neath a spindle tree.

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* Sunprincess * 30 May 2014

..........the image of winter is created beautifully...loved..

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Mark Sauer 23 April 2012

I liked it. Good structure and rhyme.

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Besa Dede 22 April 2012

Wow, the imagination that this poem creates! Such beautiful verses. ~Besa

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