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Just once, if only the Words came,
The way the Heart had wont;
There would be no need to scream,
And Each could love the Other.
A long life provides only confusion,
Not the consolation of understanding;
Parent loses the Child,
Husband watches the Wife move on.
Where is the time of safe harbour,
When friendship derives warmly;
Coming from the Group love,
Of things cherished in common.
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Where have all the Flowers gone?
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) |
5/3/2002 |
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| There are two windows in everyone's private space. One looks out over the trash pile, the other looks at the flowers in bloom. It is all choice. Enjoy the roses, smell the flowers. Enjoyed the read. ~E |
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| Reviewed by Claywoman |
3/24/2002 |
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| I can't believe I've not rated your poetry, but alas, I guess I haven't. You have a mastery of the language and your imagry shines. LGL...please forgive me... |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
3/23/2002 |
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I like the title; and the poem is great. Yes, sometimes two people in love do drift apart very carelessly. I agree with Robin.....a little more attention now will go a long way.
Sandie Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
3/23/2002 |
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| WOW! lgl..evidenly the flowers grow in your garden. Lovely blossums often are their most fragrant when seeded as words. (i said that...wow!) |
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| Reviewed by Robin Labenberg |
3/23/2002 |
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| They are still there just got a little harder to see and require more attention now.. |
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