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by sunshine girl


Wouldn't it be simple
Wouldn't it be simple:
The soprano song of tick and tock
Joining low, the grandfather clock.
Foam caps dancing on hungry sea
Woofwoofdog and buzzbuzzbee.
Shard of sunlight, burst of breeze
Twisting water and bowing trees.
Flowers bobbing on lakes of grass,
Know who you are, no looking-glass.
Vanity swoons as it drifts and flies
On downy clouds in crimson skies.
Rolling hills Earth's shoulder blades
Milky moon as daylight fades.
Hatred a splinter of the past
Jars of moments, hopes that last.
Wars just words torn in a cloud
Melt before they're read aloud.
New song, new dance, new words, new themes,
Anger lost forgotten dreams.
Raindrops land as silver kisses
Sky painted with turquoise wishes.
Dancing wind and feathered wing
Stop to hear the skylarks sing.
Sinking back into a sheltered land
Our futures held in a grain of sand.
To hold our heads high, look back and say
If I could do it all again I wouldn't change a thing.


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Sun Nov 26, 2006 8:48 pm
fanatic_dadaism wrote a review...



I loved this, to be perfectly honest and not sound like i'm just like um how would you say....just saying good things to be nice? maybe. but i really do think it is one of the best things I've read in a while. the wording and just the style was really great.
Good job and really like the others said please please keep writing.




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Sun Nov 26, 2006 5:04 pm
Pushca wrote a review...



a) this poem is amazing. cute (as in a good thing) and professional at the same time. very well-done. write more soon.

b)

sunshine girl wrote:Wars just words torn in a cloud
Melt before they're read aloud.
New song, new dance, new words, new themes,
Anger lost forgotten dreams.


i dunno. seeing the word 'word' so close together just bugged me. seriously might just be me, though...




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Sat Nov 18, 2006 12:51 pm
miyaviloves says...



Yeah i agfree with all the above comments, this is such a good/cute poem! It made me smile, and not many peices of writing actually get a genuine smile from me. Well done! And keep up the good work!




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Thu Oct 26, 2006 8:20 am
sunshine girl says...



Thanks for all your comments! I am new to this and was worried comments would be harsh! Thanks for the advice about stanzas, good idea. :)




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Wed Oct 25, 2006 10:26 pm



Wow! This was AMAZING! I was in awe the entire time I was reading. It is so beautiful! Please please please write more. This sounded so professional and so put together. WOW! I have to go get my cousin and make her read this! GREAT JOB!!!!!
Pandora




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Wed Oct 25, 2006 9:36 pm
Revere wrote a review...



I really did like this poem. It has wonderful imagery and beautiful ideas. My only suggestion is to maybe space it out into stanzas, just because it's easier for a reader to read it and comprehend it if its more spread out. Also they might get lost if it's all together. :wink:

Keep posting!




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Wed Oct 25, 2006 9:16 pm
sunshine girl says...



I hope that's a good thing




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Wed Oct 25, 2006 8:13 pm
Sophie says...



All I can say is that this is the (for want of a much better word) cutest thing I've read in a very long time.

And I did not mean that patronisingly.





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