Saturday, August 9, 2008

Bumble Bee Comments

Rating: 4.5

Acquiesce to my insect,
Spread your petals wide,
But beware the stinging object,
At the end of my spine
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Marla Byeuttif
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Greenwolfe 1962 11 August 2008

I was going to give this an 8 but I gave it a 9. I did this because the rhythm created a music that was favorable to the ear. The rhymes were not near perfect, but I didn't feel the reader would notice that because of the sound. This is really a rare poem that does this. In a sense, there is a kind of magic that had to be rewarded. GW62

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