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| Reviewed by Liana Margiva |
3/11/2008 |
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| 'Shoots silver arrows up through velvet black to piece the dark and make the stars'--- I love this!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva |
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| Reviewed by R.D. Pounds |
3/2/2008 |
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..brings roses...and the lark's song?
Leann, this is poetry at its finest, with a superb visual effect...a dreamy, beautiful mood, and a very personal (individual) statement from you...altogether delightful.
Gina
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| Reviewed by Judith Pleasant |
2/24/2008 |
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Thanks for sharing this wonderful write.
You are very gifted with words.
Thanks also for reading my poetry and all the sweet comments.
I have been very bad about writing and posting new poems. Sometimes we get side tracked doing other things.
Blessings,
Judith |
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| Reviewed by Rose Rideout |
2/11/2008 |
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A beautiful write you share with us Leann, thank you so much.
Newfie Hugs, Rose |
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| Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson |
2/11/2008 |
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| Great images and simple truths in this lovely poem .....M |
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
2/1/2008 |
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Leann,
Who needs stars when one has roses. There's so much to be said for the simple life and the easy mannerisms that accompany it. All the gold, satin and velvet in the world can't change whom we are. The wording of your poem is so exquisite. Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul. |
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| Reviewed by John Leko |
1/31/2008 |
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...beautiful pen of simple pleasure...mornings moments...not so held in the heart of night.
very well penned Leann...
John |
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