Friday, April 27, 2007

A Fantasy Comments

Rating: 3.9

I wandered in a dream
And heard bluebells chime by the water,
Saw unicorns drink from the stream
And heard wild, whirling elvish laughter.
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John Thorkild Ellison
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Marieta Maglas 08 September 2010

Spare, elegant lines inviting to deep meditation.

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Honest Heart 20 March 2009

a wonderful piece of work. Very nicely done!

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Pamela Lutwyche 12 October 2008

I have dreams that seem so real. Now, I wrote a story but, it is far too long so, I changed it in to a poem and put it on this site. It’s called balloon lady. Please check it out if you will and tell what you think. Oh, and if you like fantasy have a look at, I went to a ball. I like the opening. I heard bluebell chime magic.10 for you from me! ! !

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Sarwar Chowdhury 18 August 2008

...a fine composition indeed......10

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Riquetta Elliott 22 April 2008

I always have fantasy in my dreams a good one. Lovely poem.

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Frank Bana 16 January 2008

Beautiful and fluent.. and who is say, what is reality, and what is illusion? ! Many thanks John.

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Ivor Hogg 18 November 2007

This is my kind of poetry Fantasy is preferable to reality at least some of he time

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Raynette Eitel 06 May 2007

This is a gem, John...and the second stanza simply glows with literary craft and metaphors. Nice job. Keep dreaming (and share.) Raynette

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Michael Pacholski 04 May 2007

Your second verse made me think of Yeats with the witches and the rituals ('Easter: 1916' in particular) . That's a good thing. I thought the last line was a tad on the 'purple' side but otherwise this is a fine poem.

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