Thursday, February 14, 2013

Lynch Comments

Rating: 5.0

They lead him on,
Black wool lamb up the brown-green stepped hill
To the crookèd tree that
Bends with broken body.
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Ruth Walters 12 March 2013

and what a scene, very descriptive as always..........

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Søren Valentine 12 March 2013

as he joins the tree, A still autumn leaf. The way you ended the poem was fantastic. There wasn't some flashy ending or anything big, but oh so powerful. I got the feeling of a tired sadness, an emotion I just love (in a strange way) . I've no favourite part though because I honestly loved the whole poem. One thing I think mars it slightly is the second line. I feel it to be a little too much description for one line and it messes with the flow. Otherwise, awesometasticalness! Lol

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Rick Adriolo 06 March 2013

Great poem.. sad.. but great.. could really see it while reading..

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