Sunday, May 23, 2010

Poetry My Brush (First Non Rhyming) Comments

Rating: 4.8

If poetry was a brush
And my words were my paint
Let your mind be your eyes
Let the strokes of my words feed your soul
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Vaughn Bekker
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Brittney Walsh 25 May 2010

I like it you did good for your first non rhyming poem

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Dr Antony Theodore 24 May 2010

You sense beauty, ... Of soaring eagles, circling, watching Over white tipped mountains, towering Standing proud, with valleys at their feet With lush green tree tops looking up in awe nice description of beauty and the majesty of eagles. u have a descriptive mind and non rhythmic lines are the best to describe it. thank yu. God bless you

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Dr Antony Theodore 24 May 2010

You sense beauty, ... Of soaring eagles, circling, watching Over white tipped mountains, towering Standing proud, with valleys at their feet With lush green tree tops looking up in awe nice description of beauty and the majesty of eagles. u have a descriptive mind and non rhythmic lines are the best to describe it. thank yu. God bless you

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Yoni Assis 24 May 2010

Excellent from top to bottom. Continue with the non-rhyming pieces, you might have stumbled onto something.

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Shannon Snyder 23 May 2010

the imagery is awsome i can totally picture what you are describing. in stanza four you could replace peeps with peek. if you want to, just a thought. great poem =)

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Nimal Dunuhinga 23 May 2010

I see a beautiful painting.

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Poetic Soul 23 May 2010

Well-written...wonderfully thought out.

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