Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Another Day* Comments

Rating: 5.0

The sun is finally shining, warming my skin,
The horses are poking their heads out of the barn,
The snow has lifted, revealing green grass,
The ground still frozen, ice still on the pond,
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Mrs. Cynosure
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Bursting with beauty. Awakening the senses with a profound gentleness. Well writtin 10/10 for me.

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C.R. Clark 29 December 2008

A lovely write. Sounds like a 'pert near perfect' start to a new day. Well done. Richard

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Stacey Watts 28 December 2008

Oh wow what a beautiful life. Very beautiful piece. Excellent..

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Saint Cynosure 28 December 2008

You have done great here love, it is as if we all set there with you, experiencing everything together...

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Vaibhav Pandey 28 December 2008

very beautiful poem! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! keep up the good work.

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Kesav Easwaran 27 December 2008

start of a very good day indeed! poem so fragrant so sweet...and so relishing especially in the kitchen backdrop...good work, Becca...10

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Blue Eyes 27 December 2008

has any one said to u that u r the master of description and imagery?

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Robert Jaffray 26 December 2008

Always another day to view the beautifull and amazing world we live in

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Rinzu Susan Rajan 26 December 2008

wow...nice imagery...instills a sense of beauty in the readers...! ! ! : D

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Heather Hill 25 December 2008

This is another good poem u wrote I love it! ! ! Of course u are a great writer don't ever forget that MERRY CHRISTMAS! ! ! !

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Sierra Love 24 December 2008

This poem was so beautiful, I love how your descriptions make me invision the whole scene in my mind. Truely beautiful...

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Sylvia Chidi 24 December 2008

Lovely poem, I really like it.

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William Jackson 23 December 2008

Lively sensory images here. Fine poem.

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VEER the ultimate boy 23 December 2008

I pluck a flower out of the cold ground, The sweet innocents of the little pink thing makes me smile, Twirling in my fingers ever so gently, really dear the poem is full of feelings which we face always but cant imazine how beautiful is that..... really you are superb thanks

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 23 December 2008

Sometimes life becomes stagnants at certain place and point but then another day starts and life moves on....

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