tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27138854.post116265956748036551..comments2009-07-09T19:41:28.613-07:00its_baxterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01093599135195051858noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27138854.post-38214156309200075122006-11-17T04:12:00.000-08:002006-11-17T04:12:00.000-08:00Wonderful. I agree with Floots observation...right on!Don Iannonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04340003618821001342noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27138854.post-1163009897839747412006-11-08T10:18:00.000-08:002006-11-08T10:18:00.000-08:00"young boy [nearly] drowned<BR/>in father’s shadow.”<BR/>____<BR/><BR/>for a while, someone drew the lines for him<BR/>but now<BR/>“with a notebook and a crayon”<BR/>he scribbles down<BR/>his own pictures for others<BR/>to see where he’s gone."<BR/><BR/>Wow...amazing emotions and description. I like the line 'to see where he's gone.' It makes the poem continue on even after it has ended.M. Shahinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16795826821520554155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27138854.post-1162836209947924932006-11-06T10:03:00.000-08:002006-11-06T10:03:00.000-08:00u write beautifully.....Poetry by Kaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11655534921797782400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27138854.post-1162701613771639022006-11-04T20:40:00.000-08:002006-11-04T20:40:00.000-08:00it makes you think....J. Andrew Lockharthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11334536586858913163noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27138854.post-1162663703899261832006-11-04T10:08:00.000-08:002006-11-04T10:08:00.000-08:00beautifully done<BR/>especially liked that coda<BR/>i am always amazed by the way in which sadness/pain can generate beautyflootshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03727462431480709800noreply@blogger.com