Friday, July 28, 2006

Again Comments

Rating: 4.8
Every night I must give up to
the next day
Grow tired, retreat and fade away
My heart calling out for more time


Tailor Bell
Jim Boone 03 February 2012
Tailor, I like this one so much I am going to write my own version. It is part of the thought process of everyone who has lived. Jim
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Colin J... 22 July 2009
'So I pray in the spare of lucidness' Excellent... Colin J...
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Andrew Blakemore 16 July 2009
A wonderful presentation concerning those hazy moments before sleep. A really enjoyable poem, well done. Best wishes, Andrew
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Surya . 12 May 2009
a routine affair has been made made in to an exciting thing.powerfull write.posted 10 for u surya
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Ana Monnar 19 August 2007
Beautiful poem. Very nice indeed.
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Marci Made 08 March 2007
How perfectly you have written of an every day/night occurance....This may be 'Tailor Made' but I will never feel the same when turning off the light after reading this. For me it is :)
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Sandra Osborne 06 March 2007
Excellent, very nice work. I agree, a work of art,
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Cali Baja 05 January 2007
Tailor - this has such a smooth beautiful transition from waking to sleep. I'm jealous as well. -cali-
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Not a member No 4 27 December 2006
'Full forward hurl' is terrific Tailor - as is the rest of this piece of art. Letting time slip away - forever - is tough. And we let it go by losing control! And yet we have to be 'fixed' each night! Stunning poetry carrying so much in so few words.
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Lauren Lanzel 19 December 2006
your writing is really good. im jealous. : ] -lauren-
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Bobbie Jean Wright 27 November 2006
In night comes fantasy and one must release reality to grasp their fleeting dreams...this is sometimes hard to seems you know this well. I love your imagery. I must say...Wow! This was an easy read to get lost in and I did. That's good poetry. Thanks for the great read. : o) bobbie
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James Mills 13 October 2006
Hi Taylor. This is a headlong cavort amidst the dying cares of today and the unborn woes of tomorrow; as though 'better the devil we know'. Full of wit and movement and shot through with a sense of realisation of mortality. One to be read and reread savouring nuance with each fall we take into the arms of Morpheus. A very good read. J
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Esther Leclerc 10 October 2006
Wonderful write of that blurry connection between the finished day, sleep, and what the future holds, and much more besides...
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Tranquil Ocean 03 September 2006
And you will just rise again into a new day Fine poem....Loved the flow TO
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John Tiong Chunghoo 03 September 2006
slowly i will get into the rhythm o your poem
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Barbara James 16 August 2006
Lovely Poem, Tailor. Well Done
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Dee Daffodil 14 August 2006
Tailor...I'm a shift my days and nights run together...unfortunately, some days, I don't know which end is up! ! Lovely poem...sounds like you probably don't sleep much... Hugs, Dee
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Alison Cassidy 12 August 2006
You describe lyrically that tantalizing place between wakefulness and sleep... such an exquisite nightly struggle... Enjoyed this very much. Love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Melvina Germain 10 August 2006
Tailor, the saying goes 'good things come in small packages'. This holds true for your most elegant poem 'Again'. I love the feel and the flow of this poem, warm, comforting, soothing. Thankyou Tailor Melvina
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Tailor...A finely Eloquent Write...Smooth Fluxion....tight, crisp construction...solid penning''''''''''''''''''''''''''fjr
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