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Shrill winds rip, tear, cry Heated verse under the sheets, The songs of love grow. A. Green

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/9/2011 9:43:00 AM
Congrats on your feature this week Amy. Love, Carol
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Date: 2/8/2011 1:19:00 PM
Great the imagination. Congrats on the selection. daver
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Date: 2/6/2011 6:06:00 PM
Congrats Amy on your featured poem this week on the Soup.. a great one to share with us all my friend with luv.. Where is AWESOME AMY? will she return to us soon?
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Date: 3/22/2010 7:12:00 AM
This one rather captured me Amy - Lots of depth here - Fab share -:)
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Date: 3/21/2010 4:54:00 PM
a storm can be very effecting! nice one Light & Love
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Date: 3/4/2010 11:36:00 PM
Strong emotions in this senryu, Amy. Sorry the Brush with Horror grossed you out. It wasn't a pleasant experience, but I can look back and laugh at it now. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 3/4/2010 12:09:00 PM
I am so happy your poetry is among the poetry I am reading this afternoon Amy. I wish you a day full of love and inspiration. Love,Carol
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