CSP: A Collection of Poems
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Comment from yachtworknz
A nice memory of dad. How great was that?
I liked this little bit here-
Always makin' music
Was what he loved the most
Earl Scruggs and Don Reno
His heroes, he would boast
Cheers
Scott
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A nice memory of dad. How great was that?
I liked this little bit here-
Always makin' music
Was what he loved the most
Earl Scruggs and Don Reno
His heroes, he would boast
Cheers
Scott
Comment Written 28-Nov-2008
Comment from cmay44
I so enjoy your work and it is truly a pleasure to read and enjoy. Well done on this one in every way. Even though I feel one line your meter is off one beat. I would have given you a six if I could for the poem meets all the criteria I feel are necessary to bless your reader.
Love from
Carolyn
cmay44
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I so enjoy your work and it is truly a pleasure to read and enjoy. Well done on this one in every way. Even though I feel one line your meter is off one beat. I would have given you a six if I could for the poem meets all the criteria I feel are necessary to bless your reader.
Love from
Carolyn
cmay44
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from Minglement
This is too lovely for words. The reader can sense the love you had, and still do for that fun spirit whom you now hold in memory. Just lovely.
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This is too lovely for words. The reader can sense the love you had, and still do for that fun spirit whom you now hold in memory. Just lovely.
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from eveeator
I'm sure he serenades the angels and God with his banjo, how lucky you were to have a musical dad especially a banjo player which is a lovely instrument, lively and just a knee slapping good time, I would love to have heard him play Jed Clampett's ballet. Love piece of writing and memory and tribute to your dad, good luck in the contest best wishes yvonne
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I'm sure he serenades the angels and God with his banjo, how lucky you were to have a musical dad especially a banjo player which is a lovely instrument, lively and just a knee slapping good time, I would love to have heard him play Jed Clampett's ballet. Love piece of writing and memory and tribute to your dad, good luck in the contest best wishes yvonne
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from phild
Wonderfully done and a nice tribute to your father. The poem read smoothly with good rhyme. I could feel the emotion for your father in your words. Great job.
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Wonderfully done and a nice tribute to your father. The poem read smoothly with good rhyme. I could feel the emotion for your father in your words. Great job.
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from GentleWind
Wow. What a lovely tribute to your father. The imagery of this poem was plain to see as I read, I saw your father smiling and playing for St.Peter! Well done. God Bless
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Wow. What a lovely tribute to your father. The imagery of this poem was plain to see as I read, I saw your father smiling and playing for St.Peter! Well done. God Bless
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from Sarah_Goldwell
this is an excellent poem, it is well written well presented and the rhyme and flow is good. i love the artwork it compliments the poem well
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this is an excellent poem, it is well written well presented and the rhyme and flow is good. i love the artwork it compliments the poem well
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from nukrz
That is a lovely memory for your father! Thank you for taking the time out to write such a beautiful sotry in his memory! Many thanks, Joanie xxx
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That is a lovely memory for your father! Thank you for taking the time out to write such a beautiful sotry in his memory! Many thanks, Joanie xxx
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from Lois Delaney
This reminded me so my of my Dad, only my Dad played the violin. So did my grandfather. I wished I would have learned to play it way back then. It seems that when you get older, you realize what you had at one time, and took it for granted. Loved this poem. blessings my dear one.
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This reminded me so my of my Dad, only my Dad played the violin. So did my grandfather. I wished I would have learned to play it way back then. It seems that when you get older, you realize what you had at one time, and took it for granted. Loved this poem. blessings my dear one.
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008
Comment from Artasylum
there is nothing like a good jam by musicians in your own living room...some of the best music ever...thanks for the memories..i had a similar experience...yours, diana
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there is nothing like a good jam by musicians in your own living room...some of the best music ever...thanks for the memories..i had a similar experience...yours, diana
Comment Written 27-Nov-2008