Elsa Bear

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  • Rufina Moor (8/29/2005 4:34:00 PM)

    I really enjoyed it. it's very nice and it flows well. light but deep at the same time :)
    Thanks. Nico

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  • Elsa Brooks (5/28/2005 8:00:00 PM)

    *blush*

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  • earyt etr (5/27/2005 8:05:00 AM)

    Elsa, first off, wow.You are a poet. Most people who write poetry just find clever ways to rhyme words together, and slap a title on it.Others, true poets, write from the heart, and that is what I consider poetry. The rest? Well, thats what I call Glorified Commercial Slogans. Keep writing, you inspire us all.

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  • Iskandr Kreepor (5/25/2005 11:18:00 AM)

    I love your work. I especially like your poem named Manufactured. I can relate to that one. Keep writing. Reading your work is something I look forward to. ^-^

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  • James Wright (2/10/2005 1:03:00 PM)

    Hehe 'comes with maturity' I kill me.

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  • dissatified exmember (1/28/2005 4:02:00 PM)

    Elsa Honey
    NEVER be scared of what people say. It's good to hear it. It helps, even when you don't think it does. This IS a public site and your work IS good enough to read. You did say you were writing from experience and its your life you are telling us all about. Well when you share your life with people, you have to expect them to say stuff. Often things we don't like. Also remember if you are telling people about yourself you do have to watch how you say it. Just in case they get the wrong impression. Don't take it on, and continuee to be yourself. Just take advice from Poet Hound. He has some good advice to give.

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  • Elsa Brooks (12/27/2004 4:51:00 PM)

    if only i knew how to delet comments

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Best Poem of Elsa Bear

Dancing Dreams

blank pages stare back at her
a book full of them
feeling uninspired she sits by her window sill
staring at the trees, the houses, the passersby.
she opens the window to get a better look.
the wind whips her unruly black hair around her face,
her breath visible before her.
she leans out of the window
arms outstretched, fingers brushing the wind.
her skin is translucent, ethereal,
white as the snowflakes dancing in the air
her smile is slow, peaceful.
opening her eyes she looks up at the moon
at the stars
and the echo of his name calls through the ...

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Love Song

compiling a playlist
of love songs so sweet.
ipod shuffle reminds me of you.
floating like a cannonball
down a stream of acoustic melodies.
a violin climax
a chorus of voices
singing a song for me,
for us.