Wednesday, March 2, 2005

The Girl I Used To Be Comments

Rating: 4.8

My tree will know it all
the tree of my childhood
with the endless branches
and the many whispers
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Pia Andersson
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Katie Pelser 13 July 2017

It hits home. Well done.

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Simone Inez Harriman 03 November 2015

Sigh....just simply stunning. Another diamond poetess.

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Chris G. Vaillancourt 08 November 2009

Sensational (in all senses of the word)

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Poignant, a little sad, made me think about the girl I used to be.

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Rudy Hossam 30 December 2007

outstanding poem i love it so much

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Emancipation Planz 14 October 2007

This poem is a photosynthesis delight... sugar, sweetness and light.. thank you... One Peace at a Time, Deana

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Ana Monnar 09 September 2007

Memories bring out great thoughts. Well penned.

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Broken Peaces 23 August 2007

Beautifully written i have read it six times and am smitten lol Chris

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Dr.subhendu Kar 05 August 2007

The girl with the wind in her hair............! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! beautiful one...the childhood memory is just soothing breeze of evening touching the hair...most reveling. great work.well penned

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Cyclopseven R 03 August 2007

The tree that carries the memory stored in nature's diary remembers you too. One with nature we will be, if only we choose to become. The depth of the expression is clearly laid.

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A very nice and unique one. The tree of reminiscences is indeed ever cherished. Well done and thanks for sharing it.

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Will Barber 14 July 2007

A poignant evocation of the past, echoed in the present. This is a very praisworthy poem - the image of the tree pervades the piece with a sense of continuity, however far the past recedes. None of us wake to be the same person, each morning. Memory stitches the days together - but tomorrow's memories must stitch the days anew. - Will

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Sandra Fowler 11 February 2007

Poignant, bittersweet and uniquely Pia. I like this one very much. Warmest regards, Sandra

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Richard Ansell 17 January 2007

well sweet swede, here I am at last.. and as for your writing, it gets better and better... I like this retrospective piece, poignant and nostalgic, but of course you are still that girl as well, inside, she has just grown into a woman, but she's still there..later..love..Richard..x..

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Tony Fiona 12 December 2006

Absolutely Pia, Beautifully done. I so enjoy your writing. I deeply feel your poems. Tony D.

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Jerry Hughes 25 November 2006

A truly lovely poem Pia, thank you for posting...

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Jonathan Horwitz 16 November 2006

This is beautiful. The concept of 'My Tree' strikes a very deep chord that resonates in alll of my body, a parallel being of another species who knows everything, not only how you were, but how you are. The poem itself is very powerful, and moves with great force. It is filled with strength - and longing. Thank you, again, Pia. This is beautiful!

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Risha : Ahmed 12 November 2006

The simplicity and beauty of this poem bowls me over., , , , LOVE IT! ! ! Love.............................Risha

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Nimal Dunuhinga 10 November 2006

I can see a deep rooted tree blooms the flowers of nostalgia the childhood fragrance. It's really a pastel drawing.

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Bill Smith 17 September 2006

liked this Pia, childhood can bring back so many happy memories before life got in the way Bill

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