Reply
Tue 16 Nov, 2004 05:07 am
I'm sat here remembering yesteryear Mays.
They're striking my heart as much happier days.
Yet, the diaries I wrote; they emote and dismay.
For, those pre-summer times were too spent in the shade.
A lovely quatrain, ap.
Two very difficult things that you have accomplished:
effortless and not contrived rhyme
extraordinary diction.
(and, of course, compression)
very nice, poet. a do like the odd phrasing. it has a very similar message to the poem i recently wrote in response to vex's.
I really appreciate these comments, my friends. I'd be interested in reading the poem you mention, Stuh505.
An odd piece that grated me at first, but became smooth as silk after a few readings. Not just another poet, you! Well done!
Hehe...I try my best :wink:
Stumble It!
Tweet This
Bookmark on Delicious
Share on Facebook
Share on MySpace