Monday, January 30, 2012

To Mount A Scarecrow Comments

Rating: 5.0
It was a sunlit autumn, dying
Foliage was not raked for days,
Bark was gnawn at, soup was tasteless,
Scarecrows had been lumbered away


Matthew Pratt
Annabel Cruz 12 March 2012
Great first the surprising line soup was tasteless. But.... You lost me at thriven? It's the archaic past perfect form for thrive, no longer used in modern English, so it really doesn't fit? Not sure I get it?
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Unwritten Soul 06 February 2012
Beautiful and it craved with a great picture, Matthew keep writing more and the poem like this is such amazing to simple short but the effect just's a touch of smile_Unwritten Soul
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Kamel kamel 05 February 2012
Great poem, i like it
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Brianna Winebarger 03 February 2012
Great poem. I can really picture the scenery. You're a great writer.
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Elena Sandu 02 February 2012
Lovely poem, I read it aloud and I rock my head to its melody, 'till the last line..the sudden stop, opens to me a door of wonders..Lovely write, thank you for share.
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Zibele Mrasi 02 February 2012
I just lost words to really say great poem seem to be an understatement much love for this one Now thank you so much for the invite to read such a poem
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Ace Of Black Hearts 02 February 2012
With straw hanging off his head. He tips his hat you. As a thanks for a fantastic view. With a body given it's due. Similarities bore. And this is what of the scarecrow I truly adore. Great Poem, Man.
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Wahab Abdul 02 February 2012
metaphors are used marvelously, the poem has a greater inner meaning too...using of words is fantastic, the style is crispy, and the poem has a quality of marks 10....please read some of mine
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