Saturday, December 28, 2013

Poem 016, Sonnet 5: Pitying A Poet Comments

Rating: 5.0

You say my friend your words can shatter clay
Your readers melt upon your lines of gold.
I feel no fusion, poet of the day,
No fainting, and no fractures in my mold.
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Valerie Dohren 28 December 2013

Hmmmm - you've clearly been reading the wrong stuff Samer, suggest you take a look at my page. Great sonnet, perfectly constructed.

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