Saturday, August 11, 2012

Scent Of The Lover.... Comments

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i am still water, moonlit and waiting.
i am the crucifix made of fingers,
the letter written in blood.
the fool tripping over windmills,
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Eric Cockrell
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Captain Cur 11 August 2012

Amazing poem. Builds to a crescendo, then a climatic ending. Great write.

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Leria Hawkins 11 August 2012

Excellent! Wonderfully said!

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