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Post by Queen of Rain on Apr 14, 2005 9:47:09 GMT -8
Where do leaves go in winter? They fall like angels But where do feelings go When lovers are parted? (We do not know)
A Sunday morning we asked this Yet the only answer available Was a bird flying higher and higher Til’ he no longer could be seen For the sunshine (Behind the clouds)
Another Beautiful morning A Lover is set free And the tree stands there In November, Alone
Hark, honey The tree does not cry It knows the leaves (Red, yellow, brown – green) Will return A clear day
Green lovers’ eyes All I remember from that morning (Is it the answer?)
Find each other You see honey Everybody meet twice In a rainy park Life makes circles We should not cry We will meet again And that’s the answer
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Post by Pseudomuse on Apr 14, 2005 18:24:16 GMT -8
Great poem hon, I just loved it. Though the A in the first stanza doesn't read right, I think maybe if you used On, I think it would sound/look better. cheers.
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Post by Sparks on Apr 17, 2005 8:51:00 GMT -8
"Everybody meets twice"
...I'm going to go cry now. Actually not, but that line is pretty cool because I definitely had a weird day a while ago where I wondered about that. I've ran into a couple of people "twice". I guess take advantage of that opportunity, take it from someone who regrets it.
OK. I like it. It was cute. I can't stand autumn so I don't know how I feel about the "feel" of the poem, but everything kind of went together and that's what we're going for. <3
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Post by Queen of Rain on Apr 17, 2005 10:46:01 GMT -8
i love autumn, it works excellent as a symbol and ull fin it alooot in my poetry.. ... glad u found my poem cute and interesting...
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