(! !) His Poetry Poem by Alice Cuenca

(! !) His Poetry

Rating: 5.0


...from a high plain,
a poet renders
a flowing stream
of emotions.
Where pleats
of seasons unfold,
responding to
the wave of his hand.

a clock's beatings,
in tune with
the heart's unveiling
of illicit storyline

In silence, an
unfitting artist
is in agony...
with unclear role
she is at hand

a fictitious character
setting her heart
to be a part of...

this true story

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allemagne Roßmann 16 April 2009

A wonderful application of thoughts- hypothetical and realistic going side by side.A 10 +++++++++

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Allemagne Roßmann 16 April 2009

A wonderful application of thoughts- hypothetical and realistic going side by side.

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Fiona Davidson 12 April 2009

We all become part of what we read and write Candice...this is a great write....10+++

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Sebastian Soberania 09 April 2009

AFTER reading a poem, a novel, a short story, somehow we become a part, identifying with the character. the catharsis is inevitable. Indeed you are a responsible reader. nice poem. I am a part of your lines too.

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