Thursday, September 27, 2012

Life's Blowing Winds-Sonnet Comments

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The winds blow by, blow to their distant space,
Life's winds oft blow us from our chosen path;
Our winds of time will e'er to soon displace
The joys and beauty that a lifetime hath.
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Joseph Anderson
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Asif Andalib 22 November 2012

Beautiful flow and rhyme. A mixture of wonderful thoughts and emotions. You will live forever in the hearts of poetry-lovers.

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Dee Corpolongo 14 November 2012

This here is an amazing sonnet of a beautiful view of life...and you happened to write in on my birthday, so it feels so special and one I can relate to easily. Thank you for your wonderful words and for sharing it with all of us. Excellent!

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G Sweeney 19 October 2012

Hi Joseph... I love your beautiful poem!

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Walterrean Salley 16 October 2012

The golden years bring bring good things: wisdom, insight, and this - a lovely sonnet for all times. Your works shine in a memorable way.

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Yash Shinde 13 October 2012

sir very well written beautifully executed lovely, fantastic Idea

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Elizabeth Padillo Olesen 07 October 2012

I like this, Joseph. the role of blowing winds in our lives. The golden years may come and go but one thing is sure, nothing is played by the wind without value.Enjoyed reading your poem.

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Hans Vr 05 October 2012

I like the poem very much. Our deeds and our words can live on eternally. Your poetry is very inspiring. Excellent poem.

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Smoky Hoss 05 October 2012

Absolutely wonderful Joseph, so good.

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Anita Sehgal 02 October 2012

Life flies too soon.... very beautiful..

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Heather Wilson 29 September 2012

May you enjoy many more happy golden years, while we have the pleasure of your wonderful poems, then your memory will live on long after you have wished this world bye bye, a lovely write as always.

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Valsa George 28 September 2012

The winds of time will go on blowing, sparing none. It can easily blow away the yellowing leaves, but if the winds are stronger, the green ones too! Who knows? What is more important is to be remembered by some kind thought or deed. I am sure you will be fondly remembered. Sir, it is not yet time to make the final bow! ! You have to act out some more scenes before the curtain finally falls!

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Valerie Dohren 27 September 2012

You will be remembered for your poetry Joseph, but not yet in retrospect - may you (and us) enjoy many more years of your writing. Great poem, very well written.

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