Monday, April 14, 2008

All Through The Night Comments

Rating: 5.0

With air so still, no breeze around,
a storm was brewing, somewhat near.
Not a whisper crept o’er the ground,
just eerie silence, fraught with fear.
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Ernestine Northover
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Alison Cassidy 26 April 2008

You capture the drama of the elements with great charisma in this wonderfully lyrical poem. Your poem traces the course of the storm from the pp stillness of the before through the fff of the climax to the pp beauty of the aftermath. One of your best. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Duncan Wyllie 20 April 2008

I know what you mean about the birds, they seem to be able to sence such happenings This is a powerful read Ernestine Thankyou for sharing it Love duncan X

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Andrew Blakemore 17 April 2008

Great write Ernestine, a wonderful picture of a storm. Andrew x

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Original Unknown Girl 15 April 2008

I LOVE storms! You really brought the whole thing to life with this poem. Thank you - HG: -) xx

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Flora Gillingham 14 April 2008

Thundery here today, Ernestine. Your poem described well what I have been watching. Love the land returning to 'its domain'. F

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Lynda Robson 14 April 2008

Ernestine, excellent imagery here, I feel as though I am watching the thunderstorm with you,10 for this, Lynda xx

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Oh, brilliantly eloquently depicted E. And of course with my non-poetic spirit when it started thundering here a while ago I just thought, 'oh pants'. t x

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David Harris 14 April 2008

Ernestine, you've captured the fury of a thunder storm with gusto within the imagery you have presented to us here. It has the WOW factor as you can visualise it as you read. Top marks and thanks for sharing this my friend. David

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