Tuesday, September 16, 2008

The Poet's Toast Comments

Rating: 5.0

Hail, poets! Raise your glasses
For I'd like to make a toast
To thoughts that dissipated
With the sunrise, like a ghost.
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Frank Halliwell
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Tanya Stanford 16 September 2008

This is so so true. The frustration of it all. You said it perfectly.

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Tj Becker 16 September 2008

This one really grabbed me as I can relate. I wake sometimes in the middle of the night and have to get up to write down a stanza or phrase or idea. When I do fall back to sleep I hate myself for not getting up as you said, it's gone. Great flow and rhyme, original content.

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James B. Earley 16 September 2008

When in bed....for some reason...without fail.....I rise to put in writing every poetic thought that crosses my mind. Just a quirk I suppose.

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Stacey Watts 16 September 2008

Oh so true! This happens to me all the time. I have a thought and then it is gone.. Brilliant piece..

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Frank Halliwell

Frank Halliwell

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