Monday, August 10, 2009

Closes Yet Again The Night Comments

Rating: 5.0

Darkness, will it pass as night?
pain and numbness mingle now,
dreams are numbered, out of order,
sweat upon his furrowed brow.
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Laurie hill
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T S 22 August 2009

Now this I do like Imagination, and almost a sense of the unknown, 10 plus Tracy x

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 21 August 2009

Explosive - I was drawn into the imagery, to hear, to see and to admire this moving tribute paid in such fine style and grace. The darkest of days, even the darkest of nights, takes its toll and time, before light shines.

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Andrew Blakemore 19 August 2009

Wonderful use of imagery here Laurie, a very well written piece. Best wishes, Andrew

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Susan Bagley 16 August 2009

Another moving elegy Laurie. Will the Darkness pass as night? An excellent verse to repeat. The bagpipes add the final touch of melancholy yet give purpose. An excellent write Laurie.

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it will pass. it never last........... at least if you are of light.

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Smiley Hooker 15 August 2009

How very well you have created a thoughts provoking piece...i can feel the pain and horror in your vivid imagery...very effective write! thanks for sharing :)

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Patti Masterman 12 August 2009

Wow, you have said so much in such a brief poem. Said it very well too. It kind of raised my goosebumps! Thank you, so glad to have found this one.

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Susan Jarvis 12 August 2009

I, like Karin, assume this poem reflects the ultimate horror of war. Raw pain and emotion pervade every line: 'trembling fingers catch a breath/ tasting life with fingertips' sends shivers. Beautifully written. S

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Laurie, as Jasmin says this is so profound and 'dreams are numbered, out of order, so original. I guess it is a soldier and I feel drawn in to this unfortunate soul. A powerful and sensitive poem. 10 Karin Anderson

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Matt Mooney 11 August 2009

Powerful image in this well written poem of the kissing of the crucifix by one barely able to do so. Pain and suffering hangs on every line of the poem and the threat of darkness. A poem worth going back to again just to feel the pain of another. Read my 'Fledgling' or 'My Cell'.

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Sonya Florentino 10 August 2009

will darkness pass as night? i believe so...even the darkest of days...and even the darkest of nights... a soulful exploration of a difficult subject....

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