Saturday, September 12, 2015

On Sacred Ground Comments

Rating: 4.3

The tall Firs stand as cathedrals,
A plethora of colossus, eyeing their
crest for the heavens. Gaze ever
watchful, surveying their realm
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Miraj Raha
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Mark Heathcote 16 September 2015

Very nicely written, I enjoyed every word from start to finish, thanks for sharing it.

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Sanjukta Nag 14 September 2015

What a beautiful portrayal of a night. awesome use of imagery... a very well knitted poem. loved it...10 keep writing.

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Miraj Raha 15 September 2015

thanks a lot, Sanjukta.

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Liza Sudina 13 September 2015

happy you are to be so close to nature! and you delight describing it so attentively!

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Miraj Raha 13 September 2015

thanks Liza, yes I am obsessed with nature.

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Kelly Kurt 12 September 2015

A lovely, well written poem, Miraj. Thank you for sharing

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Miraj Raha 12 September 2015

thanks a lot, Kelly. joined today, and still getting hold of the site.

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