story about a girl hard to tell.

TALES OF THE STORM The sun shined so eyes seemed cloudy,the time siezed in a moment,the rain felt so soft,Can you still hear the charms so sweet? storm storm please vanquish from me,i need the rest, solitude is not the best, for all the time for me to see. so storm,im sorry,please brighten me, am still cold from the rain i need the sun to warm me.strong out on the tide,it feels like am a message in a bottle floating far out in to the sea, maybe some day, somebody will find me.

Submitted: May 30, 2010

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Interesting and well written! Excellent use of nature and naturalistic imagery.

Gave it an "I Like It" vote. As with your other postings. At times, without commenting.

Thank you for becoming a fan. Most appreciative.

Happy trails,

Ed Bradley.

Wed, June 2nd, 2010 5:01am


thank u for the read and the like,i read your stuff as well great stuff

Wed, June 2nd, 2010 5:19pm


Wow, I love this too haha. Great write. Well I'm off to read some more of your poems (=

Sat, July 3rd, 2010 4:38pm


thank you so much.

Sat, July 3rd, 2010 12:51pm


I like it, that's all I got to say

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