Friday, August 17, 2018

Stranger Tales Comments

Rating: 5.0

Oh how we smiled as a child
The earth was one big bauble
Each moment lit eternal
In this dandelion kingdom
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Edmund Strolis
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Nosheen Irfan 30 August 2018

I'm feeling nostalgic after reading this poem. A child's world is the best to live in. We lose so much as we grow. So much disillusionment besets our paths. A lovely write that resurrects happy memories.

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Edmund Strolis 30 August 2018

What a whirling rush this life is. We chase dreams as if to round one more corner or clear one more hill we will somehow be satisfied. We go abroad to escape familiarity but bring along that worn luggage in ourselves. Why climb mountains when the valley is so much more abundant?

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Glen Kappy 22 August 2018

Edmund, I like dandelion kingdom and caterpillar world. They, with the simplicity in the poem, make me think of Wiiliam Blake. -Glen

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Unnikrishnan E S 20 August 2018

A very poignant poem “Oh how we smiled as a child The earth was one big bauble Each moment lit eternal In this dandelion kingdom“ Loved this poem..

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Sarah Persson 18 August 2018

The imagination of a child is a magical world and a cracker of a place to be. Its creation of tales and wonderous places has no end, only growth. I love this tale.

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