Friday, April 18, 2008

A Spiked Balloon Comments

Rating: 5.0

A Puffer fish was in a cross huff,
he had suddenly run out of puff.
‘How can I keep my system alive,
when danger to me, might well arrive‘.
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Ernestine Northover
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Hemakumar Nanayakkara 01 May 2008

A beautifully worded poem with a wonderful flow. You have added a sense of humour to its ingredients. A superb enjoyable work.10

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Alison Cassidy 26 April 2008

Ernestine, I love your silly verses. They are so imaginatively conceived and creatively executed. Your puffer fish is a joy and his friend the Eel is a timely reminder of the beauty of friendship. Today's wet and soggy. Your poem has certainly lifted my spirit. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Patricia Gale 19 April 2008

A delight read indeed!

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C.R. Clark 18 April 2008

Very interesting read, Ernestine. Reminds me of the words of the song, 'I get by with a little help from my friends.' Thanks for sharing. Richard

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Thad Wilk 18 April 2008

A wonderful fun filled poem and story Ernestine, i enjoyed it very much! ! ! *10*! Best wishes, Friend Thad

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Meggie Gultiano 18 April 2008

a lovely piece! ! ! a pleasure to read! Love, Meggie

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delilah contrapunctal 18 April 2008

Hello Ernestine A lovely poem of sea lore.....indeed of all mortal critters... furred, feathered, finned and all... what fun to read this.....your sense of humor is indeed a joy......well said! ! Love, D.

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Duncan Wyllie 18 April 2008

Flippering Brilliant, what a great tale, , MORE MORE! ! GREAT MESSAGE CONTAINED, Love duncan X

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