Sunday, March 15, 2009

* A Girl-Child Comments

Rating: 3.3

Crossing a pebbled pathway
Bare feet flinching in pain
A flowered cotton gown
Flapping around my knees
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Deva De Silva
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Kefentse Sathekge 03 April 2009

wow Deva. from the fist line, i imagined how you felt the flinching before i could even get to the second line. then... and then, you roam the rooms of olden years. it is as if that child is holding your hand now, showing you your past.

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Viola Grey 30 March 2009

with such ease you take us to that moment so perfectly...the sights, the smells, the sensations drip straight off the page....great write.

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Lillie Ellis 22 March 2009

so wonderful! I am glad I read it!

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Kevin Wells 16 March 2009

Another brilliantly evocative poem. So well remembered and described. Thanks for letting us have a peek into the photograph album of your mind.

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Fay Slimm 16 March 2009

This is a sweet and evocative memory-poem - - written with a flow which is reminicient of a child - and the last verse takes us to a lovely conclusion - and no doubt a male-parent who was loved dearly.......10 for this - - from Fay..

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aww. sweet poem. i enjoyed it. i could see the images of a young freckled kid. hoping from stone to stone, withh her big eyes. observing and loving it all..

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Fiona Davidson 15 March 2009

A beautiful poignant write Deva...lovely read thank you...the images just leap off the pages...Fi 10+++

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