Thursday, September 21, 2017

Life After The Poetfreak Era Comments

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Again a Carpe Diem

I died a thousand times
and still, I do many times a day
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Sylvia Frances Chan
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Lynda Robson 21 September 2017

Lovely write Sylvia,

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Sylvia Frances Chan 07 November 2017

Thank you so much, Lynda.

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Bill Cantrell 21 September 2017

Indeed, poetry is no fun without meanings within meanings, three dimensional voices spice meter and oh yes, hyperbolic fodder is the taste for the pallet of desire here, purple canvas is fitting for royalty as your poem is clothed with it, great write!

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Sylvia Frances Chan 07 November 2017

I am thankful to you, very thankful, since you have read my poem as the only one telling me meanings within meanings, three demensional voices spice meter...etc...etc... Such a smartest comment within the same moment telling us about the clothing of this poem. Amazing comment, I will give you a REN +++ OF that excists. Thank YOU, Bill.

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