Sunday, November 13, 2016

White Wolf Comments

Rating: 5.0

a ghost is moving through the trees
it only stalks at night
before the dawn it finds its prey
and none escapes its might
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Barry Middleton
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Annette Aitken 21 November 2016

There is only one gaurantee in life...and that is...death....a lovely write...and loving the photo.... Annette

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Barry Middleton 21 November 2016

Thank you Annette. Half the fun is finding a good photo.

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M Asim Nehal 15 November 2016

Profound, we all are chased by our ultimate destiny which is inevitable, no matter where we hide, no matter what we do, we will be caught one day, Nice metaphor and a great poem to ponder on.10+++

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Barry Middleton 15 November 2016

Fate always finds us unguarded. Glad you liked the poem.

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Nosheen Irfan 14 November 2016

A great metaphoric write. Yes, no one can escape death. The image of wolf as a symbol of death is very apt. A huge 10.

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Barry Middleton 14 November 2016

Thanks Nosheen. My writing is inconsistent lately but I am glad you like this one.

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