Chaddledee -> RE: Worth His Weight In Words - Conversations Regarding The Aforementioned Title (1/21/2009 15:12:28)
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songbird perched its hollow, weightless body outside my window this morning, its naively cheerful song, fanfaring Sol's arrival, effortlessly floated Not sure about the capital on Sol. Even though it is a name, there are no other capitals above the fog. the avian minstrel's melody was light, airy, wispy - the cold, tired hands of the world's convulsions could not ensnare it, vigorously, yet feebly, they reached to trap its harmonic joy within their grasp, to drown it in the smog. yet like an angel soaring skyward into the heavens did his chirps and whistles fly; a minuscule messenger of hope on my windowsill. I really like this poem, it flows very well. I don't see anything wrong in it that isn't intentional. Very good!
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