Alison Cassidy
Melbourne, Australia
Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Peacock Story 8 - A Sad Poem Comments

Rating: 4.7
five freckled eggs
nestled under warm feathers


Alison Cassidy
Ruta Mohapatra 26 September 2017
Poor bird to have lost all its eggs! A really sad story!
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Lee Degnan 01 January 2008
Not a poem for the birds... very sad, nature is not always kind, especially to the innocent... Glad to be enjoying your work today, thanks! Lee
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Meggie Gultiano 30 December 2007
Very touching really...oh, so sad..but tell Ms. P. she'll have the five freckled eggs next time..
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Robert Howard 27 December 2007
A truly haunting epigram that lives up to its title. The comments are fascinating. Some readers thought the babies had grown and others took them for victims of violence. I thought they were done in but now am unsure. I think I shall savor the ambiguity.
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Jerry Hughes 27 December 2007
Surely nature at her worst?
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Francesca Johnson 26 December 2007
Just a few words but again, Allie, you have managed to create not just a story but an atmosphere. Eleven comments before this one prove that you have got the message across in your inimitable way. A sad poem, yes, but it's good to be able to read quality poetry again. Top marks. Love, Fran xxx
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Nimal Dunuhinga 23 December 2007
It's penned of sad ink Alison.
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Sandra Fowler 22 December 2007
What a great difference a single day can make! One cannot have sunshine without shadows in this world It would seem. A lovely lament for Miss P. Ten seems inadequate here. Love, Sandra
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Beth L Adams 21 December 2007
Hi, Allie! This was a very touching poem with such deep meaning for all mothers. I think the hardest part of being a parent must be letting children spread their wings. Beautiful write! Take care, Beth
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Duncan Wyllie 21 December 2007
I feel for her, so sad a time to go through, they the Children that are part of you Brilliant piece Love duncan X
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R H 20 December 2007
The sparseness of the words echoes the emptiness of the nest here Allie - 'nature's red in tooth and claw' as they say - poor Mrs P - a sad poem indeed...
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Raveendran . 20 December 2007
Poor Mis P Lives in the present, Feels and reacts, Forgets and continues... a lovely piece.
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Ivan Donn Carswell 19 December 2007
Miss P provided a carpet snake or a goanna with a pre-Christmas meal. Sad as it is the thief got itself a treat. Miss P will take it in stride - she'll lay again. Cheer up Allie. Rgds, Ivan
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David Harris 19 December 2007
Allie, that is a sad poem. Heart rendering for anything human or animal that lose their babies. I follow my friend Ernestine, Love to Miss P and give her a hug from me. David
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Ernestine Northover 19 December 2007
That is so sad Allie, was it a fox? ou do feel for them when there babies have been stolen. Heart rendering write. Love to Miss P, give her a hug from me. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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