Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Purple Poem Comments

Rating: 5.0

The leaves swayed, first like a drunkard at midnight
on a moon swept path that seemed unstable beneath his feet
and then more gently as the wind abated and they, in unison,
slowly rocked as though a host of babies soothed to sleep
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David Taylor
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Leria Hawkins 04 November 2008

Bravo, David, absolutely love this. Great stuff, beautifully expressed. '10' Regards, Leria

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C T Heart 04 November 2008

a poetry of colors that brings magic in our life.....greatly penned. a 10.

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