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Our Music

Our notes linger in the air Long after the music ends The song we sing so rare Sweet harmony that blends Long after the music ends Our melody lingers in the air Sweet harmony that blends Two lives that now we share Our melody lingers in the air The song we sing so rare Two lives that we now share Our notes linger in the air For the dreaded Pantoum contest...

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Kris Walters

Date: 9/3/2010 9:52:00 AM

Ah! Nicely done! Pantoums are difficult to write yet you have done it well! Best wishes in the contest! Hugs, kris

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/3/2010 4:15:00 AM

Good luck in the contest with this excellent write that should be in the winners' circle..Enjoyed reading your work..Great topic that you have chosen on which to write.Sara

John Loving Iii

Date: 9/2/2010 7:42:00 AM

now you got me intrested. john

David Smalling

Date: 9/1/2010 12:03:00 PM

Thanks for reading my poems. I love your comments, but enjoy reading your poem more ... I feel the haunting of romance here too.

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/31/2010 6:05:00 PM

Dear LNC, I love your pantoum. Wish we could all feel that our melody would linger in the air because we have found mates. It was a challenge writing a pantoum, but you came through in style! Great work, Barbara! Love, Carolyn (still laughing at your note at the end)

Sarah Hales

Date: 8/31/2010 3:35:00 PM

great write ,,,,, Thank you my friend for your kind remarks .....xx sarah xx

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 8/31/2010 5:44:00 AM

great write!! you did so fine on the pantoum!

Constance La France

Date: 8/30/2010 8:33:00 PM

Doesn't Harry send the most wonderful commets!! Anyways, he is not wrong, this pantoum is lovely, a sure winner~

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire

Date: 8/30/2010 8:30:00 PM

Dear Barbara, may I bring YOUR attention to the Winners Circle, where stands the POETESS Barbara Jean a Laurel Wreath upon Her head a Bouquet of Roses in her hand a POETIC Work of Art I bow to YOUR Excellence LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER...HG