Friday, March 27, 2015

The Coming Of Dawn Comments

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The night tolls the hour of dust,
When the sands fall shimmering through glass
Woven of spectral strands
And the moon goes black.
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Alex Garr
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A well constructed piece of work...your choice in employing a sprinkle of sumo-sophisticated vernacular works well as it affords the poem an extra kick of impact for the Reader to bite on and ensconce in....Stellar crafting ~FjR~

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Kelly Kurt 27 March 2015

I enjoyed your poem. Thanks for sharing

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