Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Leftovers In Flame Flowers Comments

Rating: 3.6

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Mother, crawl your eyes over
flames of specks left after a fire.
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Felix Bongjoh
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Excellent poem. Congratulations being POD

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Dr Antony Theodore 09 April 2020

Eat them, sip them peeking at Adam and Eve in a star-lit garden of roses flipping over in red and white butterfly wings. really a very fine poem. wonderful images with inner meanings. tony

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Kevin Patrick 09 April 2020

I don't pretend to understand the whole thing, or if that is the point, but the imagery and words are immaculate. This deserves to be in a real poet book, with thousands more readers to digest the imagination of this writers kaleidoscopic mind. I wish more people would comment on this work, I could read this again and again. This is marvelous art. Well deserved sir! .

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Intergalactic Observer 09 April 2020

This is horrible stuff! Have you Earthlings sunk so low that you can actually praise garbage like this? And I thought this was a POETRY site, not a garbage dump!

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Robert Murray Smith is my real name. And I does have the small weiner

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Jagdish Singh Ramána 09 April 2020

Great imagery. Poetry of the imagist: oblique and alive images.

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Lyn Paul 09 April 2020

A style like no other. Exciting to read.

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Edward Kofi Louis 09 April 2020

The storm! ! ! Plastic wings of daylight. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Felix Bongjoh

Felix Bongjoh

Shisong-Bui, Cameroon
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