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I'm sad to say In My own humble way I have read this poem before It came down through the ages Scribbled on pages By a chambermaid, during her chores Just kidding , Good point and nice write

I simply adore the way this is written. -R.R.

Deleted my comment, did you? Wow, what a way to handle critique ;).

Interesting poem but seems written out of boredom and as a way to experiment with new words. Been reading Reader's Digest, have we? You've written better. By the way, ‘Whence’ implies a “from” already; so preceding it with ‘from’, which is commonly done, is redundant. This is the principal advantage of using a word like “whence” instead of just saying “from where”; it implies the “from” already.

Playful, inspired little piece. I really enjoyed it. The opening couplet sizzles.

http://www.brownielocks.com/words.html me thinks you'd love this link. HUGS!

:D Fawn, one of those words I wish we could resurrect. Years ago, I had a blog put up here on vintage words... sigh... Hey, ahem, er, I wrote you a sonnet. I think (hopehopehope) you like it. I'll be blogging it in a few days, tonight belongs to Nette. Hugs, CLW, much more than 2

ha, love how this swam out of you. You'll always have something to say. Skat

Nothing's new, just recreated. And recreated in a different light, the light of dawn. Bring me the Odalisques! Have fun my fiend, and may the day bring great things.