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![]() | On the Defiance of Celestial Tyranny ![]() A short poem written in the manner of Lord Byron A.K.A. George Gordon. ![]() |
![]() ![]() What brought the Hand of THiNG to your port? ![]() What Does THiNG think about while perusing your item? ![]() ![]() What does THiNG applaud about while reading your item? I especially liked this part: "If I could only storm that place, To rend the chains which guide my hands; And from that task, return with grace, My feet again on earthly sands," There is a vulnerability in this part that I found entrancing. ![]() THiNG a.k.a. HOOVES, a.k.a. COWser Soze, a.k.a. 4ps ![]() ![]() I am not an expert on poetry or prose. I am merely a reader who loves to read. I am not a proofreader and would rather do most anything else rather than proof read. That is what proofreaders get paid to do. With regard to poetry, I look for a section that moves me in the sense that the use of language is eloquent and unexpected (by me anyway). I enjoy myself as I hunt for things that move me along my reading journeys. I share my experiences when I read and try not to blabber on too much. I enjoyed visiting with you! ![]() ![]() Ta Ta until we meet again.... "Avoiding Toothless Rabid Bullies & Such" ![]()
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