I Feared
an English sonnet201 total reviews
Comment from Dom G Robles
The poem, as well as the picture of the three kids which looked to me as triplets, is beautiful and admirable.
In each paragraph, the rhyme is alternating, which is cute
like the kid's picture. But the flame that once shone in the soul of the writer, it seemed, had gone away...like a an ardent worker that had retired...like the bugs that lift the nights...like the twinkling of each star...dandelion seeds...but found solace again...your life began and dried up all my tears...reignited eased my fears... dandelions now glow in golden gloom." Running out of sixes I put a 5 for next return. Congratulations. Dom
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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The poem, as well as the picture of the three kids which looked to me as triplets, is beautiful and admirable.
In each paragraph, the rhyme is alternating, which is cute
like the kid's picture. But the flame that once shone in the soul of the writer, it seemed, had gone away...like a an ardent worker that had retired...like the bugs that lift the nights...like the twinkling of each star...dandelion seeds...but found solace again...your life began and dried up all my tears...reignited eased my fears... dandelions now glow in golden gloom." Running out of sixes I put a 5 for next return. Congratulations. Dom
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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Dom, thank you so much :-) It's just three separate pictures of Sawyer :-) Brooke
Comment from Maureen's Pen
Dear Brooke - we both love dandelions and this is a wonderful work with such a sense of fun and light threading through it. Looking at life through different eyes - shares wonders all around. Great post I enjoyed it.
Cutie Pie looks like he is having a blast.
Thanks for sharing it.
Maureen
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Dear Brooke - we both love dandelions and this is a wonderful work with such a sense of fun and light threading through it. Looking at life through different eyes - shares wonders all around. Great post I enjoyed it.
Cutie Pie looks like he is having a blast.
Thanks for sharing it.
Maureen
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Maureen, thank you so much :-) I don't know anyone who has a blast more often than he does. Yesterday he got a new car seat and had a blast playing with a house his dad made out of the box. LOL Brooke
Comment from Eliza G
A lovely poem and I can find no fault. I particularly enjoyed your reference to dandelions and the last line is stunning.
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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A lovely poem and I can find no fault. I particularly enjoyed your reference to dandelions and the last line is stunning.
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Eliza, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from fdgsr
I find it amazing how much joy and pure delight there is in being with a child before she/he gets too near the institutionalized school years. Something happens to retard true discovery of the new and unknown to make it your own, when a child enters school. Yet it is a step toward maturity, whatever that is. I am old enough (85) to know that maturity is an honor well skipped if you can. Enjoy the pre-school days, not just the years. Your sonnet is appreciated.
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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I find it amazing how much joy and pure delight there is in being with a child before she/he gets too near the institutionalized school years. Something happens to retard true discovery of the new and unknown to make it your own, when a child enters school. Yet it is a step toward maturity, whatever that is. I am old enough (85) to know that maturity is an honor well skipped if you can. Enjoy the pre-school days, not just the years. Your sonnet is appreciated.
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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fdgsr, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from stephybs
This is a lovely piece and no doubt about it your words uplift the way you feel about your grandson. Only a child can make fear and tears go away, I feel that too. Love the picture!
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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This is a lovely piece and no doubt about it your words uplift the way you feel about your grandson. Only a child can make fear and tears go away, I feel that too. Love the picture!
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Thank you, steph, for your thoughtful review :-) Brooke
Comment from words
Oh my, Brooke, you have penned another beauty here.
You have captured the experience of being a grandmother exactly!!
Just we think the play is drawing to an end, we get one glorious last act!,
Was visiting the twins last night. Some friends of my daughter-in-law stopped by. The babies eyed them suspiciously and chose to view them from the safety of my lap ...rewarding me with smiles and kisses. Now, that is living!
Hugs, f
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Oh my, Brooke, you have penned another beauty here.
You have captured the experience of being a grandmother exactly!!
Just we think the play is drawing to an end, we get one glorious last act!,
Was visiting the twins last night. Some friends of my daughter-in-law stopped by. The babies eyed them suspiciously and chose to view them from the safety of my lap ...rewarding me with smiles and kisses. Now, that is living!
Hugs, f
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Thanks so much, Diane. Isn't that the best, to be the insider? LOL
Sawyer will insist his mother call me, and if she's busy and tells him later, he'll cry. :-) Brooke
Comment from FrannyG
A beautiful English sonnet, Brooke, that speaks of how Sawyer has lit up your life. Blueberries are my favourite berries also. Great writing as always.
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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A beautiful English sonnet, Brooke, that speaks of how Sawyer has lit up your life. Blueberries are my favourite berries also. Great writing as always.
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Franny, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from seaglass
This poem is beautiful on so many levels. The rhyming and meter makes it a smooth reader. It speaks to the experience we all have at times in our lives, when all seems meaningless until a special encounter occurs.
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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This poem is beautiful on so many levels. The rhyming and meter makes it a smooth reader. It speaks to the experience we all have at times in our lives, when all seems meaningless until a special encounter occurs.
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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seaglass, thank you so much :-) Brooke
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Comment from ElegantButler
Just when we think we have lost our youth, someone often comes into our lives, child, grandchild, or childish friend, who helps us find it again. This poem has a wonderful way of reminding us of that.
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Just when we think we have lost our youth, someone often comes into our lives, child, grandchild, or childish friend, who helps us find it again. This poem has a wonderful way of reminding us of that.
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 19-Feb-2014
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Elegant Butler, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Acquired Taste
Brooke, as always, your poems for and about Sawyer are delightful. I had a skinch of trouble with the flow/rhyming on this one. Read it aloud and did a bit better.
I don't have grandkids, but I am sure the smile on my face would double. It doesn't look promising at this moment that I will ever write poems about a little AT - but - hope springs eternal. Lovely...AT=/
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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Brooke, as always, your poems for and about Sawyer are delightful. I had a skinch of trouble with the flow/rhyming on this one. Read it aloud and did a bit better.
I don't have grandkids, but I am sure the smile on my face would double. It doesn't look promising at this moment that I will ever write poems about a little AT - but - hope springs eternal. Lovely...AT=/
Comment Written 19-Feb-2014
reply by the author on 20-Feb-2014
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AT, thank you so much :-) Brooke
