Thursday, September 20, 2007

All Things Touched By Time Comments

Rating: 5.0

Out of the swamp of imagination
Crawl images that lie
Hibernating in subterfuge
Awaiting entrapment
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leonard daranjo
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Marieta Maglas 02 October 2009

wonderful abstract poem, deep ideas well embedded, lovely to read...10+++++

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Bob Blackwell 26 October 2008

You have a way with words that explains the meaning of life, By being present we release ourselves from past and future thoughts, so that our true consciousness can rise. Thank you for this poem.

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Catherine Rica Cosico 28 May 2008

The time of all beings 'exist and ends'...all in its owing time... Nice poem wish i could do such as that...

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Abha Sharma 23 March 2008

beautiful poem, reminded me of Andrew Marwell's The Coy Mistress... ' Times winged Charriot hurrying near And yonder all before us lye Deserts of Eternity...

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Sulaiman Mohd Yusof 02 March 2008

a peculiar way to express one's feelings with poetic elements

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Ivor Hogg 28 February 2008

Perhaps all things and all times exist in the eternal now and we are handicapped by our inability to percieve the over all picture. Men tend ti try and divide time into smaller and smaller segments under the illusion hat gives them control I much enjoyed your writing

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rajagopal haran 13 November 2007

brings into mind the awesome nature of universe; great poem Leonard

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Alison Cassidy 04 October 2007

This is a fascinating and well written exploration of the nature of now and then. An intriguing piece about time and man's need to fabricate carefully constructed stepping stones of remembrance gilded by a need for reassurance and security. Your images are most arresting and despite the dark feel of the piece, the angst you share never depresses. Excellent poem. love, Allie xxxx

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Alice Anne Gordon 21 September 2007

imagination and time have always facinated me. I realy liked this work - it made my mind tick! Regards AA Gordon

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Hubcap Shithead 20 September 2007

Everything that radiates From deep consciousness Is like a seed in the embrace Of a gestational egg alignment of powerfully poetic words to mans angst and anxiety...

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