Wednesday, July 4, 2007

A Late Evening Poem Comments

Rating: 5.0

The sun has sunk beneath the skies,
But leaves a soft warm glow behind;
And, climbing slowly down, he dies,
Like me to heavy rest inclined:
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David Mitchell
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Ernestine Northover 04 July 2007

Like this one lots. Short but beautiful and subtle. Lovely woven words. Love Ernestine XXX

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Midnight Maiden 04 July 2007

Your really good a poems, Whould you mind reading mine(if you dont mind) and tell me what u think its called 'Armed with imagination(the rain hunt) 'thanks -midnightmaiden

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