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Small Poems And Echoes

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A poet among us,
Moved by the sunset,
Sees in his fancy
A molten sun that smears the sky.
Who are we, prose folk,
To rob him of illusions?

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What is this night
Of sleep and dreaming time?
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Monday, February 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: echoes of a new day
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Some ideas and impressions may be passable
as small poems or echoes from one's own
and occasional ideas when ruminating on
remembered quotes and books.
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COMMENTS
Stephani Kievaughan 17 February 2016
in the every daY mundane moments you were greatful, and thankful for the solace and the beauty to be found within it. and that is just prescious
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Roseann Shawiak 16 February 2016
This is great! Love doing this also, just momentary thoughts coming to say hello, I write them down in my poetry journal! Nice to know someone else does this also.10+++++++++++ Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
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A. Madhavan 17 February 2016
Dear Poet Rose-Ann Shawiak, Once again, I rejoice that you have conveyed your generous commendation helps me to dispel doubts and to keep writing some impressions in my way, with hope to reach a reader like you. We do not have to 'wrestle with words' but only to be receptive to the faculty of words to convey shades of meaning in our changing moods and context. The attempt is the reward, and we wish it will suffice. Pl. let me know of any new poem of yours you would like me to read. Best wishes. Madhavan
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