Behind The Quarrels Of Our Clan Comments

............................. you would see A sack bobbing down the river with A child in it and know that I Am talking is because I am past Madness for the truth as I always Say sets us free only when we leave The examples that confound even The devil himself alone............ ....................Am talking is because? i may come back. i like it. bri :)

i like Get rude. She bears she news that confound us............the news? and maybe confounds? ? these lines gave me some trouble, including wondering if you 'want': to deal the, not the deal the She will never leave the grass hut with Her ears like antennae for she would Have no news with which the deal the Blows on the clan that has quarreled i'll be back.

You can see the beginning of a wintry Wind blowing on the head of the person She last visited...............this caused a muffled chuckle to come from me. since PH has been 'difficult' recently when i try to send poem comments, i am sending mine piece by piece. i may also run out of computer time on this shared computer before i get done. i'll be back, if need be.

This is a fascinating story, and you told it well. I really like some of your comparisons, even if they seem like slight exaggerations: So wicked is her heart that it glows Like the lava falling out of an active Volcano Her ears like antennae Well done!