Sunday, June 11, 2006

Ball Of Fire Comments

Rating: 4.8

Our Sun beats down, its rays so strong,
It heats this earth, where we belong,
Ripening to gold the waving corn,
Rising up high to start the morn.
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Ernestine Northover
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Tulsi Hanumanthu 23 December 2008

Another brilliant piece with a romantic touch. Rhyme and rhythm flawless.Traditional poets like me are proud of you!

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Andrew Blakemore 14 March 2008

I liked this poem very much, wonderful subject matter and use of imagery. Andrew x

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Emma Johnson 12 June 2006

I'll join in this lovely hymn, Ernestine, for I similarly languish for its fire. Lovely. Susie xx.

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Joseph Daly 12 June 2006

This is a lovely portrait work Ernestine. You handle rhyme very well and avoid being sugary about it. I like the celebration of a new begining. The optimism is infectuous.

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Uriah Hamilton 11 June 2006

in the words of George Harrison, here comes the sun and I say, it's alright.

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Duncan Wyllie 11 June 2006

The beauty in your words, maybe warmth enough, we can only lay back in their shine and admire Love Duncan X

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