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So It Goes

Wind howls. Gulls cry. Tides turn. Seas sigh. The moon pulls. Light tricks. You go. The clock ticks.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 9/29/2009 1:52:00 PM
I felt you were describing what i can here right now, with my bedroom window open the wind howling and the sea high. x
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Date: 11/15/2008 3:19:00 PM
Yes, All things have a season! We can't stop time, but we can enjoy the moments. Thanks for a great write!! Wood
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Date: 11/14/2008 6:17:00 AM
...death and taxes! So much beauty is beyond our control... thank goodness! Nature's grandeur keeps US under control I think... Best wishes, Keith
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Date: 10/30/2008 2:55:00 PM
bravo maggie.
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Date: 10/26/2008 1:07:00 PM
Love this Maggie. Each little verse holds vivid, almost mystical imagery and so much more. A perfect example of how less is more. Also, a quick thank you for your comment on Michael's poem for me. That was lovely and so appreciated. Meanwhile, you are a huge talent, and I look forward to reading more. Warmest wishes, Shar
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Date: 10/22/2008 11:40:00 PM
Nice one Maggie.Thanks for your welcome observations.L2 was a transcription slip from paper to PC and will think further about your suggestions for the last couplet.Rgds Brian
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