Monday, November 23, 2015

The Eternal Web Comments

Rating: 5.0

What blacksmith of Hades could forge, this forked steel razor tongue
Behold the gaping hole of twisted guile from which this web is spun
Dark corners flanked with Philistines shake in shameless weak kneed fear
Merciless executor of everything, with a taste for all things held dear
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Edmund Strolis
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Pamela Sinicrope 27 November 2015

WOW! Love this. It is so dramatic and eerie. It leaves me thinking of Poe again. You have a knack for the dramatic Edmund. Well done.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 23 November 2015

Face is motivated towards eternity. This creation and existence of time both amaze mind frequently. You have deeply observed about expression of poem and smoothly drafted this poem. Interesting and wise in expression...10

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