Saturday, December 3, 2005

Rustic Reflections Comments

Rating: 5.0

dark shadows cast thier gloom,
morning twilight beginning to fade
he runs to reason, he rhymes through life
fiddler, fiddler play him a tune
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Jack Smith
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kskdnj sajn 03 December 2005

This was a great poem...he sounds quite stressed...I like 'color the clouds'...that would be beautiful...swirling to the eye.

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