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Our Canal

Our old canal is in decay The water rank and brown So different from its yesterday When, with barges plying up and down, Was the life blood of this market town. One English Quintain

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Caryl Ramsdale

Date: 9/4/2011 10:26:00 AM

Quintain perfection! Great work...CR

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/2/2011 2:48:00 AM

wow, margaret, definitely one of the better Quintains I've read!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/31/2011 3:43:00 AM

how you can express the dingy feel of our waters with amazing brevity astounds me, marge.. i love the image of " life blood" as a clincher.. a beuty! :) winning wishes to you..:) huggs, nette

Nette Onclaud
Date: 8/31/2011 3:43:00 AM

*beauty*

Steven Cooke

Date: 8/30/2011 11:03:00 AM

i can relate to this, our canal has been restored through the lottery fund. The Retford Canal in England is now beautiful and the barges are back. a good write.

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 8/30/2011 9:08:00 AM

So much emotion flowing in the poetry I am reading this morning of both seasoned poets and new poets. I am happy I was able to read your poetry today Margaret. Have a wonderful day and I will be back soon to read more of your writing. Love, Carol

John Smith

Date: 8/30/2011 8:01:00 AM

Charming metaphor for life.