Sunday, June 28, 2009

Gothic Scene Comments

Rating: 5.0

Beneath gas lamps
black night skies
to eary sounds
of distant cries.
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Adrian Cox
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Rachel Butler 08 November 2009

'And pointing down austere spikes hang down' Rachel Ann Butler

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Ruth Walters 12 July 2009

you'll have to stop walking down those dark alleys and come out into the sunlight.....good poem this one! Ruthy; -)

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i really like your poem its very good

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Susan Jarvis 05 July 2009

I really love this poem, from the beguiling title to the form, to the rhyme, rhythm and effortless wordflow - and as for the atmosphere, it definitely has touches of T.S Eliot's 'Rhapsody on a Windy Night'. S :)

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Claire Hastie 03 July 2009

The words paint the picture very clear for me, a dark and dingy place of dwelling, where pain is never heard. Great!

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Lincoln England
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