Sunday, August 12, 2018

Whistle... Comments

Rating: 5.0

The train that runs behind
my home, sings a song all
night long. The wheels that
talk and burn, talk of history
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Rebecca Navarre
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Susan Williams 16 September 2018

The wheels that talk and burn, talk of history that's come and gone. - - - -]Yes! lived by the sound of trains all my life and I dob't think I could sleep without its rumbling and its sharp warning cries. Beautiful and supernatural, Rebecca. 10++++++++++++++++

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Rebecca Navarre 17 September 2018

Thank you! .. Susan, For such a beautifully heart felt reply! .. Ever so beautiful, ever so sweet, deep to the heart of reader, your poetry speaks! .. God bless dear! ..

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Bernard F. Asuncion 13 August 2018

Rebecca, such a well written poem👍👍👍

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Rebecca Navarre 19 August 2018

Thank you! .. Bernard, For such a kind reply! .. Your poetry has such beauty and power, with such heart, in your words, you lighten people's sorrow's! .. Thank you for being so kind! .. Ever so many blessings! ..

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Kumarmani Mahakul 12 August 2018

Train runs behind your home and sings beautifully. Beautiful horn is blown and we have heard it from this nice poem. Endless free landscape is well judged from perception of time. An excellent poem is well penned...10

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Rebecca Navarre 19 August 2018

Thank you! .. Kumarmani, For your very beautiful and kind reply! .. Your poetry has such spirit, beauty, wonder, and awe! .. To admire, to light, to guide, each day! .. Your poetry brightens, so many peoples path way! .. Thank ever so much! .. Ever so many blessings! ..

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