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AGE:
54
LOC: Canton, OH
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 15
LOC: Canton, OH
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: August 15
“Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else.”
Gloria Steinem
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Oh, haikudo you make it all seem so easy words flow like a stream down a mountain pass observing along the way distilling the thought as the water churns roiling against bank and rock a beginning ends an ending begins when the stream reaches the sea the cycle complete
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words are like bullets flying inexplicably toward unknown places do take careful aim for your words are your essence your words are your sword i just stand bravely resigned to be the target hoping for a miss words are like arrows sometimes grazing the heart and sometimes healing choose wisely my friend words spoken can't be retrieved eternal echos
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a summer sunset when down venus will arise at dawn we look east
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look at you tonight incredibly beautiful i sigh at your sight
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autumn leaf dangles as the winds of change arrive fly away be free
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Haha....this was such an amusing story. And your storytelling skills are right up there with Erma Bombeck. I can't critique a piece that is flawless. I will say that you brought a smile to my face.
These lyrics are very well written, and have stood the test of time. The temptations of which you speak have sent my mind reeling (mostly because I grew up in the same era.) I especially like the imagery of the eyes. Winters words and sheltered secrets. Sorrow, secrets, harm and temptation make a powerful statement in one set of lyrics. I do believe a short chorus would break up the last two stanzas nicely. Even one line.
A beautiful piece of work. A lovely tribute to your father. I can see nothing structurally or gramatically wrong with this poem. Without your explanation that it was written for your father, I would have maybe interpreted it in a different way. What I mean by that is that the theme is universal. I'm so sorry for your loss. Your poem is filled with angst and love, and very well expressed.
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