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Post by knpoet on Oct 14, 2010 16:21:46 GMT -5
Read and enjoyed, please see my comments to your excellent entry!
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Post by knpoet on Oct 14, 2010 16:18:08 GMT -5
Oh, Scarltt32, this is just fantastic, so very powerful yet so very delicate! Well done, this is a great Drops poem, I look forward to more like this! Kathy
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Post by knpoet on Oct 12, 2010 15:20:24 GMT -5
Thanks, Scarltt32, I haven't done the Drops for a while, I had forgotten how much fun they can be! Cheers! Kathy
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Post by knpoet on Oct 9, 2010 10:07:56 GMT -5
An Autumn wedding, my love!
October agenda works: Dress, chapel, orchestra, every flower Planned to succeed, Your endless kisses throughout.
The pace proceeds, then multiplies This imminent ritual ceremony Is near…
It is over; In summary, a triumph! Mature me, married!
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Post by knpoet on Oct 9, 2010 9:20:06 GMT -5
Interesting use of Drops, Gurl23 (I was confused at first, until I understood that the Drops had changed again). I loved the use of color, too! I guess all of us choose the wrong person sometimes, the trick is to break the cycle and not go on choosing the wrong person!
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Post by knpoet on Jan 18, 2010 8:18:46 GMT -5
Hi clearbluespark - thanks, glad you liked it!
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Post by knpoet on Jan 18, 2010 6:19:26 GMT -5
Thank you both so much for your kind comments. I really enjoyed the Drops challenge, I hope to be able to do some more Drops poems when the list is next updated.
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Post by knpoet on Jan 11, 2010 13:13:02 GMT -5
Hi Hemz, thanks for your comments. I hope someone updates the drops list soon, I would like to have something new to work with. Well, here's hoping!
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Post by knpoet on Dec 28, 2009 13:14:54 GMT -5
Thanks, bobswife4ever and chizl, for your kind comments, I do appreciate getting such great feedback!
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Post by knpoet on Dec 16, 2009 10:01:38 GMT -5
Wretched economics! Minister traded ecology, A present to licensed terror!
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Post by knpoet on Dec 15, 2009 13:55:35 GMT -5
Excellent drops poem, very neat depiction of vulnerability. Exalt!
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Post by knpoet on Dec 15, 2009 13:52:43 GMT -5
This is interesting, sounds more like a he/she relationship crisis - "obscure physics" indeed! Nice!
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Post by knpoet on Dec 15, 2009 13:48:51 GMT -5
Hi, this was a fun read, short and to the point; nicely fashioned drops poem.
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Post by knpoet on Dec 15, 2009 13:42:18 GMT -5
Hi, Cassi-in&out-, I liked your use of the drops, this poem had a powerful, dark aspect about it - made for a good read!
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Post by knpoet on Dec 15, 2009 13:35:08 GMT -5
Hi Asher02, that was a great use of the drops, very succinctly put! Well done, I look forward to reading more of your work.
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Post by knpoet on Dec 14, 2009 15:09:26 GMT -5
After the union, she is their natural leader. She is tough, calm, perfect. She travels the supernatural. To trek throughout the lonely void, She examines the dark force, Combats the peripheral fears outside. She is the analyst, their licensed leader.
She, without terror, without fears, Succeeds to enlighten their present, Thankful their past is perfect. She is their Leader, she is their family, Overlooking their longest sleep, Only she to minister to their terror, Only she present to skirt their fears, When their terror is present Throughout their lonely sleep.
She is thankful when she succeeds, When she is powered, calm. She can’t sleep then, She is their Leader! The Leader can’t sleep!
After their sleep, she examines their union. Is it the theme of their union, then, To struggle opposite the powered, The brutal, the insensitive? The biblical theme is precious: She hopes to enlighten, To perfect their theme. To voice their natural fears. The theme is to struggle without terror! To hate is to fall to terror!
The natural verdict she hopes to perfect, to voice, Offends their theme, their struggle. To voice the terror is to hate? To voice their fears is to hate? To hate is to fear the Leader! SHE is the Leader! SHE is the hate! SHE is their fears!
After the struggle, she, their perfect leader, Is outside the union – peripheral, surplus! She is, then, the Past Union Leader!
Outside, lonely, underneath the dark tree, She hopes only to sleep - To sleep without a struggle. She is past fears, past terror, past struggle. It is only the peripheral she fears. The supernatural, the calm, the void...
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Post by knpoet on Dec 14, 2009 14:49:42 GMT -5
Very nice, well described culinary explosion. Reminds me of someone I once knew, every visit to her kitchen was fraught with danger, hilarity and fascinating, unforgetable concoctions.
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Post by knpoet on Dec 14, 2009 14:16:44 GMT -5
Hi, I liked this poem and the way it depicted the holiday time as most of us know it - something to be got through and hopefully survived intact, as a family. Well done!
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