Friday, July 21, 2006

At An Unamed Lake As The Sun Ascends Comments

Rating: 5.0

The sound of swishing
wakens the still slumbering morning
A smoggy cough catipults itself
from its cave
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Anastasia Prescott 21 July 2006

I wish I was there at the lake side. Excellent work.

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Mary Nagy 21 July 2006

As I truly love the out-of-doors.......this poem really speaks to me Vincent. I love the peaceful feeling you express, the best part about being outside and enjoying nature. I also like how you personify the leaves and trees, etc. Very nice. Sincerely, mary

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