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Dreams of youth- froth upon the waves of our lives

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Abe Lopez

Date: 2/13/2009 9:26:00 PM

becomes more and more prominent the older we become........very nice

Sharon Winter

Date: 2/10/2009 5:20:00 AM

A magnificent piece Brian. Strikes a chord in all of us. Love, Shar

Arany P.

Date: 2/10/2009 2:20:00 AM

a beautiful message you have sent! ~ Arany

Belinda Parish

Date: 2/9/2009 10:16:00 AM

Just a note: Thank you for the comments. I sort of took your suggestion on my poem the Caterpillar, turned out rather well, or so I thought...Thanks

Christopher Higgins

Date: 2/9/2009 7:48:00 AM

this is so well done Brian. Love the meaning in this piece.

Belinda Parish

Date: 2/9/2009 6:54:00 AM

You got my vote on this one...wonderful write

Michael Degenhardt

Date: 2/9/2009 6:24:00 AM

Perfect form and the use of imagery in this is amazing allowing the reader such as myself to fully understand and see. Well done! Michael

Robin L. Gass

Date: 2/9/2009 6:14:00 AM

Such a capturing thought. Beautiful, Brian. Excellent Lanterne! As always, thank you for sharing. Love, Robin

Amy Swanson

Date: 2/9/2009 4:42:00 AM

Beautiful, Brian, it provokes deep thought, I really like this. I like the style too, you've inspired me to give it a try sometime soon. :) Thanks for your kind comments on my poetry, they are appreciated. Love, Amy

Laurie Ginn

Date: 2/9/2009 3:35:00 AM

Brian you have me thinking first thing in the morning. Im not that sure that I like it I'd rather save my thoughts for later in the day. Very nice poem Brian. Donna great thought. Laurie

Kristin Reynolds

Date: 2/9/2009 3:20:00 AM

yes, they do, don't they? excellent philosophising, Brian, love, Kristin

Raul Moreno

Date: 2/9/2009 1:55:00 AM

Great lanterne, I liked the waves of our lives. That is unique...Raul

Donna Golden

Date: 2/9/2009 12:03:00 AM

Perhaps when they wash upon the shore they will be picked up and admired by another generation? Sweet, poignant write, here, Brian. Donna G.