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Robert Howard (6/2/2010 4:05:00 PM)
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I hate it when that happens but am pleased when you write about it so eloquently.
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Original Unknown Unknown (2/25/2010 7:31:00 AM)
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Sigh... what a sad little poem but brilliantly penned. I love the first stanza, the autumn light as honey thickly spread is beautiful analogy. As for Miss P, they are one of my favourite birds, poor love losing her chicks like that - no wonder they cried.... (and they do have the most pitiful cry don't they?) . Perfect Poem dear Alison. HG: -) xx
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Sandra Fowler (11/28/2009 3:45:00 AM)
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Your touching stories about Miss P have become
classic on poemhunter. I hope that she has a very
short memory. Lovely work....
Warm wishes,
Sandra
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Nimal Dunuhinga (11/16/2009 3:51:00 PM)
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A fine sad story in a poetical manner and one of the guilty secrets under the Sun and Moon, Alison is a fine storyteller!
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Prashant Shaurya (11/16/2009 3:33:00 PM)
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Beautiful use of literary devices...
and so is the poem madam...
i can just make out that you have a heart of gold..
and i really adore you for all the compassion you have..
and this poem shows it all...
10+++++
regards:
prashant shaurya
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Sonya Florentino (11/15/2009 7:21:00 AM)
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so sad for Mrs. P's loss, but can't really blame the dog....hopefully she'll be back next year with another group of chickies following her....!
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David Harris (11/14/2009 8:44:00 AM)
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Allie, it has been a while since you have written about Mrs P and I had begun to wonder if she had moved away after all the sadness she had concur-ed in the past. Its nice to see she is still around trying to make the best of things. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend.
Hugs David
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Karin Anderson (sorry can't vote or comment) . (11/12/2009 6:52:00 AM)
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Such creative writing Alison with lots of honks and alliteration with ping-pong light, and I loved yellow legs a-creeping. The play evokes humor and pathos and written with the maturity of a lady who knows nature is a work in progress. 10 love Karin
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Shashendra Amalshan (11/11/2009 12:54:00 AM)
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This is a very moving poem Allie.. I see your poetic talent has come far! ! ! .
I always liked your narrative ones.. Sent a tranquil pill through my boiling hormones.. (I mean had a soothing effect on my brain) .. Nice to read.. deserves more than 10...
with love
Shan
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Fay Slimm (11/10/2009 3:30:00 AM)
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Such is nature at times dear friend - - red and raw in tooth and claw - - sadly the end of the emotive verse tells the finale - -hope Mrs P. has stopped her honks by now.....10 + ++ Fay with hugs.....
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