A Summer Night In Mississippi (Poetry) - 9/19/2009 5:39:07 PM
The have recreated and shared the mood very effectively via your verses, Angela. Love and peace,
Regis
Night Blooms (Poetry) - 9/19/2009 5:37:18 PM
I do like the way this poem flows; its rhyme and rhythm, Angela. Thanks for sharing. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Night Blooms (Poetry) - 9/19/2009 2:28:21 PM
This is quite lovely actually.
The imagery, the flow, the rhyme scheme,
working harmoniously to create an
impressive poem. (-:
Blessings ...
Night Blooms (Poetry) - 9/19/2009 1:40:15 PM
IT IS IN THE NIGHT THAT TRANQUILITY AND PEACE...BLOOMS. DONE WELL WITH GREAT IMAGERY...ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Night Blooms (Poetry) - 9/19/2009 1:18:39 PM
I love the night time, the stars and bright moons. This poem was inspired by a walk in the cemetery at night. I hope you enjoy!
Angela L Burke
A Summer Night In Mississippi (Poetry) - 9/12/2009 8:56:59 AM
A well written piece,I enjoy reading it,take care
EDWIN
A Summer Night In Mississippi (Poetry) - 9/9/2009 6:35:46 AM
Lovingly constructed is this Mississippi travelogue using an old cenetery as a springboard. I, myself, have been affected by a cemetery and one particular marker with the name Nancy on it. I have begun a book using this unknown Nancy as its central character. Isn't it wonderful what old cemeteries bring to mind.
The Ghost of Sweetgrass Field A Southern Tale (Poetry) - 9/8/2009 6:18:05 PM
Being from Mississippi, I grew up hearing old Civil War stories told to me by the older folks. I also love the open fields and have spent many summers visiting Shiloh National Battlefield in Shiloh,Tn as well as playing on the mountain sides of Missionary Ridge in Chattanooga Tn, were I lived in grade school. This poem is ficticious on my part, although I dare say it to be true for at least someone from history. I hope you enjoy! Angela L Burke.
A Summer Night In Mississippi (Poetry) - 9/8/2009 6:12:09 PM
This poem was inspired by an old abandoned cemetery in Coldwater Mississippi, where I use to go as a teenager. The haunting feel of this place has never left me and is a spooky memory I still see vividly, I hoped to share it with you in this poem. Angela
