Monday, April 4, 2005

A Hanging Comments

Rating: 1.8

They hung him at the crack of Dawn.
No big to-do, no time for folks to gather,
a rope was taken from the man's own saddle
and within minutes he was swaying in the breeze.
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Mahnaz Zardoust-Ahari 07 September 2005

I like this poem very much.....but I'm curious....watch a Clint Eastwood movie? Just curious :)

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Linda Preston 10 April 2005

Hi, Herbert. I like this you really have got the ability to tell in a story in a poem. Well done.

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Sylvia Spencer 06 April 2005

Herbert how interesting, tell me more I am like a robert that neesds imput, when i read poety like this I want to know where you get your sourse from. This poem made me feel that i was a tiny fish coming up against a great whale(meaning a little poet against a great one) I am inspired so much by your work this gets a 10+ from me.

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