Wednesday, January 6, 2016

At Night Comments

Rating: 3.8

Since my day began
I have been searching for the gold
hidden in the chinks
between rocks.
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Ian Keenan
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Khairul Ahsan 11 April 2016

I like the picture you've drawn in this poem. The picture looks familiar to me. Loved these lines: 'and my day is old, its strength ebbing in the shadows' - and the last stanza in full.

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