Monday, November 13, 2017

The Man In The Garden Comments

Rating: 4.8

I wish I could have been in the Garden,
Where first you groomed those tender rows of rhyme,
When the Sculptor, the Doctor, the Poet,
Planted seeds ripe for the marking of time.
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Elaine Sept
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Glen Bear Smith 29 August 2018

What a delightful poem. You have a great talent

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Glen Bear Smith 23 January 2018

Yesterday may steal some light within us, But shadowed facades the sun exposes just like scars, Pooling rain bridging sojourns together… Love is a surge on our way to the stars. I think this is the best stanza of the poem. It ties in all of your other ideas. This is superb craftsman ship G.B. Smith (Bear)

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Glen Bear Smith 22 January 2018

Hey there Elaine I love your poetic heart. You paint pictures with your words G.B. Smith

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Saadat Tahir 16 December 2017

wow....beautiful what tender ideas and metaphors liked sat... :)

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Nasarudheen Parameswaran 12 December 2017

A beautiful poem of fine images.Very delicate too.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 26 November 2017

Pooling rain bridging sojourns together… Love is a surge on our way to the stars.. .. touching expression. Beautiful poem on love and pain having stunning expression. Thanks for sharing.

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Muzahidul Reza 19 November 2017

Where first you groomed those tender rows of rhyme, excellent imagery inserted, thanks for sharing the poem with us

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Dr Antony Theodore 15 November 2017

Pooling rain bridging sojourns together… Love is a surge on our way to the stars. art, love, life, poems..... cogitations.. very nice poem.. thanku very much dear poetess for this original poem.. tony

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Yiyan Han 14 November 2017

The Sculptor, the Doctor, and the Poet do make a good gardener. Where can they be found, haha?

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George Krokos 13 November 2017

In the line: To harbour love within its living vase. - the last word vase could easily be substituted with place

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Elaine Sept 14 November 2017

Hello George, Very kind of you to read. I agree, that last word could indeed be substituted with place. Thank you

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Myke Todd 13 November 2017

This easily is the finest, most anticipated poem of the year (to date.) . My deepest respect, for the writer and her esteemed subject pending. My desire is to request to read it out loud, but I dare not tempt fate; content to admire this cause and effect, of two perfect voices blending. Myke

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Elaine Sept 14 November 2017

Hello Michael, Thank you for your lovely poem, and for being a grand supporter! You may read all you want, I am pleased that you would want to. I almost needed training wheels for this one... ;)

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Kumarmani Mahakul 13 November 2017

Yesterday may steal some light within us. Love is a surge on our way to the stars. Very brilliantly penned poem is shared is amazing.10

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Elaine Sept 14 November 2017

Thank you very much for your kind words and support.

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