Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Those Were The Days Comments

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I used to get the shivers
each time you would come near.
It used to be that just your voice
was all that I could hear.
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Mary Nagy
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Will Barber 09 June 2006

This is a wonderful poem. Besides its technical merit (considerable) , the message is universal. Can we please, please realise how much we mean to each other? How is it that familiarity with a sight breeds blindness? 10, and 20 if the site allowed it.

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Tony Jennett 04 November 2005

It's the physicality of familiarity the kills the fire of love

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Herbert Nehrlich1 11 August 2005

Perhaps 'the flames that burn within'? ? ? ? ? Superb poem. Really lovely. H

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Allan James Saywell 10 August 2005

a well worn path travelled by many lovers and so well done by a very good poet Warm regards AJS

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Uriah Hamilton 10 August 2005

Hang in there, Mary, I'm certain you and your husband still have all the same magic.

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