Thursday, April 4, 2013

A Poem Sneaks Into The Room Comments

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A poem comes abruptly – A poem
Sneaks into the room and hides behind the chair
Or the couch, or the curtain
And then pounces through the air
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Ray Quesada
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Bharati Nayak 05 September 2023

Poetry stirs you and chokes you unless you vent that emotion to come out and write itself.A great poem, thanks for sharing.

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Arlene Dery 09 April 2015

I liked your poem, how it took on a life of its own. The truth in the writing. Great job!

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Owain Glyn 22 April 2013

You're right, they're like insistent children, or puppies that want to play!

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Theodora Onken 21 April 2013

Oh my, this is nothing short of brilliant. Love your mind and your words!

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Karen Sinclair 10 April 2013

Oh yeah! I know that demon well were you stroll up the road and it grows as each step is taken and you have nought but one (as in my case) withered mind to rely on. You repeat repeat repeat then sit down and you e lost the middle strength ahhh I know this so well My friend a great poet would love this I think. May I send it to her. She has obscure taste quite often and I think it may tickle her poet taste buds. Loved it. Your finest piece as read by me so far. Bravo dear poet. Karen

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Savita Tyagi 04 April 2013

what a wonderful way to describe the urge of writing. Enjoyed reading it so much.

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