Tuesday, March 21, 2017

The Call... Comments

Rating: 5.0

Deep in the depths, of the woods near
by. Hear a pack of wolves as they cry.
Moon is full and bright. As one steps
from the shadows, he is of, a pure white.
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Rebecca Navarre
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Dr Dillip K Swain 25 February 2022

This wonderful poem revolves around your key line, 'Hear a pack of wolves as they cry.'. An excellent composition....top score!

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Daniel Brick 18 April 2017

WOW! This does justice to the wildness of creatures, the integrity of their instinctual lives, their need for a space free of humanity were they can fulfill their wild, purely natural destiny. A Muslim teacher told me once that animals are born perfect Muslims because they are always doing God's Will by living the existence He gave them. I had never considered that before, Your poem also opened my mind to the wonder of Animal Existence. (My canary likes this poem a lot. He said to me, Daniel, Rebecca thinks we're real! !)

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Sandra Feldman 21 March 2017

The fascinating and mysterious call of the wild. Described with emotional and poetic perfection! The prefect rhythm heighten the action and the poem's intention. A beautiful gem to be reread and remembered.

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Rebecca Navarre 23 March 2017

Goodness! ! ! ! ! Sandra, Thank You So Much! ! ! ! ! Twice Blushed, You Are So Very Kind! ! ! ! ! And You Are Such, A Beautifully! ! ! ! ! , Strong! ! ! ! ! ! And Inspiring Poetess! ! ! ! ! I Look Forward To Reading, (Seeing Their True Shadows) . Very Much! ! ! ! ! Love The Title Alone Already! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again So Very Much! ! ! ! ! Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! Many Smiles! ! ! ! !

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