Thursday, October 8, 2009

Darkness, My Beloved Comments

Rating: 5.0

Watching the night approach with silent tread
Waiting to clasp his hand.
Waiting for that compassion
That pretends not to notice faults
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Rani Turton
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Kesav Easwaran 09 October 2009

'Darkness softens, hides, transmutes Bases qualities into gold Moonbeams dance on rooftops; it may be Soon I those rays of light could hold'... your words in these lines dance with the imagery you build up there...pleasing poem Rani...thanks...10

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Patti Masterman 08 October 2009

This is delicious and solemn and speaks of rituals behind closed doors. Casts a spell on everyone who reads it..thanks Rani.

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Marieta Maglas 08 October 2009

wonderful abstract lyric poem, lovely to read..........10+++++++

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Ian Bowen 08 October 2009

Rani, excellent piece of poetry. A joy to read.10/10 Regards, Ian

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