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Ne'er Paragon _/Revision W/Spelling Corrections Ne'er Paragon We are not dusk, Mutually pleasured in all things, Or unified with one belief. We are not one moment of sanity, In screams or dreams of, Night that bewilder the mind. We will not give, Everything away in all ways, Nor touch as one man can. We are never clever at the same time, In proportion to the universe with, Levels of consciousness the same. We are not the end, Nor ever the beginning in life, Or saints to be heard; Humbled with any mans words, Vexed dander’s in violin music Screeching to the highest pinnacle. We are; Very rare, Fairly tolerable melodies of songs that bring life to the world. |
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Thank you JC; for the noted errors - revised with corrections - (Even my son asked me why I was writing about the devil...lol) God....
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2009-06-02 16:23:49
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Deni,
Nice flight here:
Vexed dander’s in violin music
Screeching to the highest pinnacle.
But I'm not understanding "dander's" as possessive. You just mean the plural of "dander," right?
Really splendid poem that goes on my list. See if I can get some "weight."
MSS