Thursday, October 4, 2012

The Dream Comments

Rating: 5.0

It seemed the afternoon
Of some deep tropic day; and yet the moon
Stood round and bright with golden alchemy
High in a heaven bluer than the sea.
Long lawny lengths of perishable cloud
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Madison Julius Cawein
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Bernard F. Asuncion 11 January 2017

I enjoyed reading this wonderful poem++++++++++++++

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 11 January 2017

So beautiful in words and poetry

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Gina Sam 11 January 2017

SEEMS LIKE TOO MUCH TO ASK OF ONESELF, LET ALONE OF SOMEONE ELSE… ESPECIALLY SINCE NEITHER ONE EXISTS. TO ASK FOR ALL OR NOTHING MERELY KEEPS ME OUT COMPLETELY AND KEEPS YOU LOCKED WITHIN!

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Tom Allport 11 January 2017

truly sweet dreams are made of this beautiful poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 11 January 2017

Hearts of crystal. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Ramesh T A 11 January 2017

A descriptive beauty of Nature as dream is wonderfully depicted in this poem! T A Ramesh

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Gajanan Mishra 11 January 2017

harmony above, harp of love

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M Asim Nehal 11 January 2017

A superb poem with great imageries and fine flow, articulate writing...10+++

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