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| Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper |
3/13/2003 |
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| I read this poem three time and really got into it. It is a very good thought provoking write. I'm into the willows also, I love the wilderness. tkcare Grady |
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| Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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I repeat lines in my poetry sometimes....I love that......it's reinforcing, grounding even.. This one wrote itself yeah? It flows that way....fluid with on occasion the spray of thoughts lifting as it dances off the movement of deeper thought...Truly great
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| Reviewed by the phantom pheonix |
3/13/2003 |
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| this was beautiful in some lines with dark nightmares in others it was a wonderful poem nice job on this one |
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| Reviewed by Cherokee Sage |
3/13/2003 |
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You've posted some deep thoughts, young man.
Peace,
Cherokee |
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| Reviewed by Mari Laureano (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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| always jungle...always alive..nicely crafted. **Mari** |
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| Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie |
3/13/2003 |
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This was such a lovely poem, filled with such beautiful images that just fill the heart with joy, I love these lines:
Down stormy hill top stairs, trip on up!
I’m floating, not falling down.
Know where the stones lay in the water, you’ll fly.
Just so lovely,
Reindeer |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
3/13/2003 |
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| Spring is bursting forth but the hilltop sounds lonely and the fate unsure....excellent write of the times... |
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| Reviewed by Trixie Love |
3/13/2003 |
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Outstanding write..
Trixie :) |
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| Reviewed by Christine Morell |
3/13/2003 |
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Lots of layers and much for me to think about.
My choice..
"Down stormy hill top stairs, trip on up!
I’m floating, not falling down.
Know where the stones lay in the water, you’ll fly."
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| Reviewed by Dale Clark |
3/13/2003 |
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| Hilltop offers a stormy view. Very good! |
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| Reviewed by Dale Clark |
3/13/2003 |
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| Excellent poem, not as easy as it seems, but needs lots of thought. |
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| Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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| Hmmmmmmm....Been here :) I liked this. I liked "Willow rush....." Something about them...I love willows...trees...plants... Whimsical to me... Just set the stage for wanting to read the next line...and so on ..Thank you, Teresa |
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| Reviewed by Sue Hess |
3/13/2003 |
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| i have to agree with debbie, 'karma ain't forgetful' brings it all home to me |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
3/13/2003 |
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Shame, can’t pay my bill.
No more machinery, grow! – Find out how to garden.
Yeah me either when it come to bill time
The garde must be a better place than the laundry......:)))))
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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"...Get well rewarded, karma ain’t forgetful.
If the flowers aren’t growing, what then?
Cold jazz hilltop night – anyone left to say goodbye?..."
Yes, what then.
Good lines, Oisin.
~E
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| Reviewed by Larry Skahill (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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| loved the pace of this one |
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| Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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| Oisin I just love your poetry...my favorite of your writes..and repeating the first two and last two lines was brilliant...floria |
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| Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg |
3/13/2003 |
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"Get well rewarded, karma ain’t forgetful"
my favorite line of this one... |
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| Reviewed by Patricia Gomes |
3/13/2003 |
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| Poetic to the nth degree and that 4th stanza sings! |
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| Reviewed by anne cunningham |
3/13/2003 |
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| really, really like how this was plodding at first and then lent to flying. |
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| Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) |
3/13/2003 |
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Whew Oisin,
"There’s a willow rush upon my eyes.
Brush of stormy cloud ‘gainst my head. "
So much I love about this one.
Peg |
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