|Reviewed by jude forese
|i'm glad when your muse blossomed during this poem you weren't penless ... i like your unique style and perspective ...|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|A poem is always born during the odd hours. Good expression, Xion!!!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Marisha Huber
|"My mind makes divine speeches at odds hours" - I know just what you mean. Lovely. Thanks.|
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|you can't slur a blossom
when the sun is down
unless she’s penless <----- so often at night I go in search of a pen to penn to. Great metaphors here..