Friday, December 26, 2008

Moonbeams Comments

Rating: 4.5

A delicate moonbeam, dancing high, atop the star filled sky,
filters down to crimson brook, where once we use to fly.
Where night flight dancing filled the air, a bustling brook of fun,
where hearty revelry and feasting time, was had by everyone.
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James Howden
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Ruth Phipps 30 December 2008

I enjoyed reading your poem. thank you for sharing.

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Fiona Davidson 26 December 2008

Nice well written piece James...thank you

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James Howden

Edinburgh, Scotland
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