Sunday, May 25, 2008

Dream Comments

Rating: 4.4

Hands drip, cold,
fevered claws cling
to neverending visages
of tormented rest.
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Viola Grey
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Kevin Wells 18 February 2009

I have been doing a bit of 'trawling around' the website lately and I still haven't found anyone who writes with quite the same flow as you do. Sometimes your work seems seamless and effortless - and that's a gift. The smoothness of imagery in these words actually made me take a gulp of air! Yeah...I know it sounds stupid but this poem actually took my breath away for a micro-second and I have never experienced that before. A big big 10 for the number 1!

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*Trusting You* 15 December 2008

this is a really cool poem. I liked it a lot. Lillies within my hearts dark garden those lines along with many others are so Intriguing and makes your reader stop for a sec. to let the image flow completely through their mind. great job. Becca

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Who Iam 04 August 2008

Dreams; our subconciousness touching the reality of what we hope for... tomorrow. Beautiful as always, imagery and pictures abound with each sentence, flowing freely thorughout your 'Night' Noting less than ten dear lady.

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Courtney Carrots 04 August 2008

i rate it a 10 million you have real talent keep it up i want more with this intensity

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Krissy Sosa 17 July 2008

i really enjoyed reading this poem. i give it a 10! check out some of my stuff.

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Kyle Shield Laster 09 July 2008

i've never read a poem like this. its an entire novel basically. truly amazing. most certainly a 10! !

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~ Jon London ~ 30 May 2008

Nicely done Viola my friend, you have written with such emotion in this fine piece and taken us on a journey of self discovery...beautiful in imagery and textures you could almost touch....'10' Best wishes Jon

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Coach Roth 28 May 2008

Step by step you take us walking with you and your feelings...nicely done...Coach

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Stone Granite 26 May 2008

Viola - this is a marvelous poem, wrought with deep emotion, imagery and a yearning that is palatable. The poem is so rich in texture, I absolutely love it. Lillies within my hearts dark garden softly raise their faces towards an amber moon. Simply wonderful. Stone

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