Friday, June 15, 2007

Mother Earth Comments

Rating: 4.5

Confused in mind, bereft of soul
Through poppy fields I wonder, alone I stroll
Where’s the world that I used to know
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Brian 'Peza' Perrins
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Walt Martin 15 June 2007

Addendum (first time for everything) : I felt compelled to add that your wonderfully flowing expression was not what I'd expected; perhaps I was relating to a 60's group (long forgotten) with the title name of your poem, or a line from Wm S. Burroughs about 'a hot-shot hit in Philly' (from 'Naked Lunch') . Not to be redundant again (?) , as I've already crossed that line twice, but having already placed the laurel wreath, I'll also note that your work was indeed 'tasty', and that you have not only my near worthless recognition, but my semi-precious 'Thanks! ' as well!

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Walt Martin 15 June 2007

My, but I did love that... a real joy, beautifully done!

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Colin J... 15 June 2007

I agree with Marilyn, a beautiful, moving poem All the best, Colin J...

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Marilyn Lott 15 June 2007

That's a beautiful poem, Brian. Keep writing. I loved it! Marilyn

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