Thursday, August 9, 2012

Perhaps A Dream-Sonnet Comments

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The day has spent, to bed I go,
All vigor gone, all movement slow;
Life's daily grind must rule the day,
'Tis night when mind comes out to play.
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Joseph Anderson
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Adeline Foster 31 August 2012

Good and almost a sonnet. Most lines are only 4 feet or 8 syllables. Read my sonnet - Sonnet Beyond Love - Adeline

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Valsa George 23 August 2012

The musings of a contented soul! ! Beauty reflected in life and verse! !

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Hans Vr 12 August 2012

This beautifully written. Very nice rhyming. Content also superb. Our dreams are one of our very much cherished possesions.

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Heather Wilson 10 August 2012

A wonderful poem, Even in the darkest night I find much comfort, great thought in this write,

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Walterrean Salley 09 August 2012

Warm and endearing. Sweetly nostalgic and refined—every verse. Your poem gives us much to hold on to. Clear imagery. Melodious flow. Beautiful Joseph

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Captain Cur 09 August 2012

The frabic of which dreams are made. Transitory, yet of the greatest value. Great poem, Joe.

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Valerie Dohren 09 August 2012

Wonderful Joseph, beautifully written, metered and rhymed. As we get older, we all tend to look back and wistfully recall the joys, and tears, of youth. Poignant too. Excellent.

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