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 Greek  Posts: 743 Joined: 3-February 09 From: Abingdon, Oxfordshire,UK Member No.: 754 Real Name: Leonora Wyatt Writer of: Poetry & Prose Referred By:No one at all  |
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Number of downloads: 2REJECTION - Second revision. Sauntering - light as the April breeze, along the lonely lovers' lane. Her floral skirt swirls round her knees. Wicked eyes, flashing in cruel disdain. Along the lonely lovers' lane, a young man waits, with muted breath. ' Wicked eyes flashing in cruel disdain' He means to bring the young girl, death. A young man waits, with muted breath. How dare she laugh - with eyes flashing scorn? He means to bring the young girl death. She'll see no more, the golden dawn. How dare she laugh - with eyes flashing scorn? Oh why did he place his heart at her feet? She'll see no more the golden dawn. How swiftly he'll make his silent retreat. Oh why did he lay his heart at her feet? her floral skirt swirls round her knees. How swiftly he'll make his silent retreat. Sauntering - light as the April breeze. [color="#333333"][/color] =============================================================================== REJECTION A Pantoum With grateful thanks to Mike for introducing me to this form Sauntering; light as the April breeze along the lonely lovers lane. Her floral skirt swirled round her knees. Those wicked eyes, flashing disdain. Along the lonely lover's lane, a young man waits, with muted breath. 'Those wicked eyes flashing disdain' - he means to bring the young girl - death. A young man waits, with muted breath. How could she laugh; eyes filled with such scorn? He means to bring the young girl death. She'll see no more, the golden dawn. How could she laugh; eyes filled with such scorn? though he'd laid his heart at her feet. She'll see no more the golden dawn. How swiftly he'll make his retreat. Though he'd laid his heart at her feet, her floral skirt swirled round her knees. How swiftly he'll make his retreat. Sauntering; light as the April breeze. ·······  ······· |
  
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Sekhmet Rejection May 3 09, 05:02 
mike in brooklyn Hi Leonora
What an eerie feeling I got while readi... May 3 09, 07:21 ohsteve Leo, as Mike said, I too got a bit of standing hai... May 3 09, 13:08 Sekhmet Good morning Mike - You are, of course, quite righ... May 4 09, 02:23 Sekhmet Good Morning Steve - I am so glad that I managed t... May 4 09, 02:33 JLY Leo,
Your storyline is quite commonplace these da... May 4 09, 06:20 Marc-Andre Germain Leonara,
A pantoum that reads like a ballad Rea... May 5 09, 10:14 
Sekhmet Thank you, JLY and Marc for reading and commenting... May 9 09, 11:40 1 User(s) are reading this topic (1 Guests and 0 Anonymous Users)
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