Monday, May 2, 2016

Under A Tree Comments

Rating: 4.9

Under a tree, where clouds above cannot see
leaves, together with names, cover one and another
gaps between, flares fliter in, warm childhood's memory
while i stand still, eyes full of glitter
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Aabid Masroor 30 April 2017

Well articulated, deep sense of intensions and indications, ....deadlock, a tipical computer term also used...thanks for sharing

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Nice expression, nice writing.

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Christopher Tye 26 February 2017

Wonderful poem, nature and trees are beautiful things.

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Seamus O Brian 03 October 2016

A profound and compelling perspective. What a unique view. It kept me meditating and re-reading. Thank you.

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Luo Zhihai 17 June 2016

they dance and sing, mock at my naked feather 真有一股英语风

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Anne Yun 17 June 2016

thank you, sir

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James Mclain 29 May 2016

I saw wonder come down from above cancelled out. Then he came into your life.. and the feather, released all the doubt.. iip

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Anne Yun 29 May 2016

Thanks, i like your comment

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Cris Ben 19 May 2016

i saw my childhood in this poem. it was fun except there were people around me trying to put me down. mock at my naked feather captivated me the most. as a child, people both adults and other kids would make fun of me for the sake of fun and itself and some some would intentionally degrade and embarrass me. well penned! keep it up!

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Donnie Wolff 07 May 2016

You are very deep young lady... Another 10.

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Anne Yun 08 May 2016

thanks a lot

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Mj Lemon 02 May 2016

Such a warm memory...all that is needed to produce a gem is childhood and birds in trees. A wonderful poem.

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Anne Yun 08 May 2016

yes, childhood is a wonderful place that provides me endless imagination! thanks!

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Anne Yun

Anne Yun

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