Wednesday, January 13, 2016

These Precious Things-Sonnet Comments

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These hands have rocked the cradles of the night,
Soughtsustenance to feed me, through the day;
My spirit soared with eagles, 'midst their flight
And lit the path I traveled on my way.
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Joseph Anderson
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Roseann Shawiak 16 January 2016

Soothing and inspiring poem, so simply grateful for the gifts given by God through your words. Feel we're kindred spirits destined to meet again on the other side. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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Hans Vr 16 January 2016

Dear Joseph, I admire you and your spirit so much. Of course I admire your talent to write beautiful poems too, but your wisdom and openness, written in these wonderful verses is sublime. The sonnet flows and is truly in iambic pentameter. BEAUTIFUL!

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 January 2016

With prayers and the care of mankind. Nice work.

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Valsa George 14 January 2016

I now await life's last epiphany, As time draws nigh for my return to thee. With what poise and contentment you are waiting for the inevitable! It is something we must all embrace..... none can say whose turn comes earlier! A remarkable sonnet!

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