Monday, February 10, 2014

The Hooked Fisherman Comments

Rating: 5.0

A mellifluous patter broke the silence in my mind

Speckles of rain graced my forehead as the clouds began to unwind
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Chris Tuscano Harris
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Thomas Vaughan Jones 21 March 2014

I was reading this and thinking of the times when I've sat in the sun and made myself comfortable. Out comes the wine and sandwiches. Then Oh Lor! I face the inconvenience of having a bite. I don't know why, but when I reached the end of this poem, I had an uncontrollable urge to laugh. Gotta go now :) Excuse me a moment look there goes my lure

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 10 February 2014

A sublime take on the fisherman's hook! Creative wording and impressive diction. Pls do review my latest poem too.

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