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Post by chejenie on Nov 24, 2007 18:28:27 GMT -5
riding with charming hands behind her, the girl stood over a disregard stranger observing in stone. their winter, a diamond unseen; they dared to take, and keep. <i>I am brand new here... still kind of confused by everything but this was my submission for the "Drops of Poetry" this month.</i>
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Post by bcoyotey on Nov 28, 2007 22:10:05 GMT -5
chejenie, Welcome to the TPS family. This is a graceful and charming Drops poem. Way to go Hon. Lady B
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Post by - Moirae - on Nov 29, 2007 19:22:56 GMT -5
love the way you chose to end the piece...it leaves something for the reader to imagine...good work
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Post by Musie (Breathing deeply) on Jan 30, 2012 5:05:20 GMT -5
I don't know if your still around the board, so albeit quite late, I too Welcome you to TPS! I have to agree with Moi, this is a lovely piece that leaves the reader to ponder....I hope your still around, because you've got great potential as a writer....I truly enjoyed this....Musie
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