Thursday, August 24, 2006

Awakening Solitude Comments

Rating: 5.0

Along the cliffs,
the Swifts,
dart and dive through early drifting mists.
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Ernestine Northover
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Andrew Blakemore 13 March 2008

Great poetry. I can picture the scene in my mind. Beautifully written. Andrew x

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Duncan Wyllie 25 August 2006

A wonderful poem that glides off the tongue with the ease of an accomplished ballet dancer Just beautiful Love duncan X

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Joseph Daly 24 August 2006

This is what most think of when they think of poetry: A blending of words and imagery, skillfully designed to elicit and emotion. This has it all. A beautiful piece. There is some much toadmire and lose oneself in.

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 24 August 2006

Mornings like this? Thats why the Afterlife was created, I think, maybe.....IN THE MEANWHILE, BACK ON PLANET EARTH, You have just most impeccably described New Yorks Central Park East & All it's Radiant Majesty....Upon the Dawn of a freshly wrapped New Day...SPLENDID WRITE, Ernestine! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR

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Oh Ernestine....I miss these kinds of mornings. Thank you for helping me find my way back.

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