Thursday, February 26, 2009

! ! ! ! ! ! To Hand That Comfort! ! Comments

Rating: 3.1

I thought I had enough
wad on my hands to comfort
Sufficient salinity in eyes
For a crying duet
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Rehan Hyder
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The rationale in the first stanza, so well presented, fell apart with 'Till you touched me' (the magical line) that knows no bounds. Excellent writing! Karin Anderson

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Viola Grey 08 March 2009

you may think they have dried, but the tears never quite stop....grief takes many forms, it simply waits to pounce...I really like this piece, it's quite unnerving.

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A poem that comforts. t x

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