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A beautifully mastered look
Posted on Sun, 22 Nov 2015
A beautifully mastered look at the how children perceive colour, almost like a rainbow.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in 'Shadows To The Child'
Posted on Sat, 21 Nov 2015
memories come out of hiding when we look for them, but often they are never what they seem, just a fading glimpse of what we want them to be.
A haunting poem indeed Tina.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in For Sale - Sold as Seen
Sounds like the person in
Posted on Thu, 19 Nov 2015
Sounds like the person in your story lives a very opulent lifestyle. Left me intrigued.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in The sitting woman
The similarity of the longing
Posted on Wed, 18 Nov 2015
The similarity of the longing for love and the willing expression given to the little bird, comes across perfectly in this poem Tina.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Supplication
This is a stunning piece of
Posted on Tue, 17 Nov 2015
This is a stunning piece of writing Rhiannon, it has all the portrayals of the season.
Very much enjoyed reading.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in November
Very funny, put a smile on my
Posted on Fri, 13 Nov 2015
Very funny, put a smile on my face.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Audacious Auditions
There's a haunting quality to
Posted on Fri, 13 Nov 2015
There's a haunting quality to this poem that I really enjoyed.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Home
Those feelings of emotional
Posted on Fri, 13 Nov 2015
Those feelings of emotional torcher, that menacing danger. One day you would grow up to be a man, a mouse no more, but still suffering the scars of those memories.
I could feel your distress within each word. I hope you find the strength...
Read full commentPosted in One Day The Mouse Will Roar
Hi Tina,
Posted on Sat, 14 Nov 2015
Hi Tina,
your skill at explaining going back to rekindle that spark in a relationship, is spot on in this poem.
The emotional feelings of someone getting old, the fear of loosing memory is so sad and is precisely how you explain...
Read full commentPosted in 'Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World'
Meadows of poppies are such a
Posted on Sun, 08 Nov 2015
Meadows of poppies are such a rare thing to see, so when they appear in your garden, it's such a joy, as is your poem Tina.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Blithe Spirit
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