Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Across The Window Comments

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The Vine crept out across the window, tall and arched,
and curled in such profusion as it went,
Planted there with great pride so many years ago,
each year it’s growth is always so well spent.
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Ernestine Northover
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Mushi Meng 16 May 2009

I like planting flowers when I was young.

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C.R. Clark 09 February 2009

This is a most engaging poem, Ernestine. You have created such wonderful images of the wild families as they move forward through the seasonal changes. A very enjoyable read. Best wishes, my friend. Richard

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Andrew Blakemore 08 February 2009

A lovely and a very descriptive piece Ernestine, I can picture that creeping vine. A truly excellent poem. Love, Andrew xx

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Meggie Gultiano 30 January 2009

a lovely write, and i truly enjoyed this, and full of imagery.We can relate this also to our lives..from end to end.Am glad i was able to read again your great works, Ern Love you, Meggie

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Ann Beard 28 January 2009

A wonderful poem pefectly composed, rebirth is a fact of life we see constantly. Kind regards Ann

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