Monday, July 30, 2007

I Never Saw Her Cry. Comments

Rating: 5.0

She did not shed a single tear,
the weeks that she lay dying.
No pain was felt to feed her fear
the morphine soaked up every tear
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Ann Beard
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Irene Clark-hogg 24 July 2009

Dear friend Ann, I have read this poem before, but it moved me too much to comment. Now I return to say thank you for sharing it with us. If a poem is well written it is good. If it can also link the reader and poet emotionally, it is excellent. Irene

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I Am Charlie 18 June 2009

if ever the time came that we could choose favourite poets...well. your definately one of mine. I wonder, if someone close passed away?

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Ron Flowers 29 September 2008

This is a wonderful poem. Iove your rhym scheme and it's all so natural. This is my kind of poem. Ron

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Charles M Moore 17 April 2008

Straight talking sentiments that add to the pleasure of this peice.

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Duncan Wyllie 06 March 2008

I agree with Andrew here, the emotion is very powerful in this, you have put alot into this Thankyou for sharing such a personal write Love duncan X

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Andrew Blakemore 30 January 2008

Such emmotion pours from each word. Lovely poem Ann. Andrew x

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Richard Deets 27 January 2008

Ann, Your poem is not only well written, it is particularly sensitive to the subject of your poem. A couple house keeping chores: I think you want to close the quotes after the word, 'alone'. Where the word 'there, s' appears, I think you want 'there's'. Keep writing on these sensitive subjects. Thank you for your comments on my poem, 'We Sailed on With Happy Hearts.'

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You really did an excellent job putting across the pain and love felt as this brave woman spent her last breaths.

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Jim Meakin 01 December 2007

Excellent Anne I can fully appreciate the feelings here and also the way in which it is written Jim

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Emancipation Planz 21 September 2007

Heart wrenching by the bucket loads... some ends of life are tenderly balanced by the drips of morphine that replaces the stole-end tears... Not only were your hands able to reach out and hold comfort but you are able to write words that can continually be passed on

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Salir Airosa 04 September 2007

Great sorrow in simple, touching form. Good write.

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Pia Andersson 07 August 2007

I can see this and I can feel it and your words are beautiful wishing you a lovely evening Pia

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Sandy nobody 30 July 2007

so sad Ann, my mom went suddenly in her sleep, but this reminds me so much of when my dad went, just like it, ty for sharing

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Joseph Beltran 30 July 2007

thats a way i can see myself out of this life.

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