As I read your poem the rhythm was enticing me to go to the next word. It seemed bouncy but the words told a different story so I diced the bounciness was because the roads were paved with troubles and challenges. This worked well for me. It is sad that things are so horrible because of what mankind has done to the environment. I was able to see the events clearly.
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You showed a clear picture of the longing for a very, very special person who you miss extremely much and want to see again desperately. I don't know how you feel because I'm not you, but I can imagine the emptiness and longing for even a few seconds if it were possible.
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The sorrow, despair, uncertainty. possibly fear are evident in your words and description of the events in your story. The scene is clear and easy for me to visualize. The tug of staying home verses having to leave it is strong and I can tell you were torn because of the indent.
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Your poetic story gave me the feeling of desperation and emptiness. Hope however found me I believe because it is my nature to have hope or perhaps in between the lines hope hide but it was found.
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I saw the scenes clearly and felt like I was eavesdropping on the characters. The plot kept me interested in reading your story because of the mystery about why things were happening And wondering what was next. I had to know who these supposed cops were and what they really were going to do.
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I smiled when I read the ending of your story, as far as I know. How far I won't tell. I had no difficulty following the ideas of your story. The moving scene worked well as they drove along. The conversations were realistically normal and seemed as if I was snooping on their trip. The ending is wonderful because it shows how a phrase can get someone into trouble.
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Your story had a lot of conversation without many words spoken but many sounds made up a language that is special for those special occasions. It felt as if I or someone who shouldn't have, did snoop and peep into a very private encounter.
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I can relate to this wonderful scene because before my Fender Jazz Bass was stolen, I enjoyed playing the instrument. I could see her full of happiness and joy thrilling to the rhythm of the notes as she deftly fingered the fret board and plucked the strings with nimble fingers. I imagined hearing the low tones as they emitted from the bass instrument.
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You wrote a very nice invitation to join your group because you explained what to do and how to opt out if someone wanted to make changes. It is friendly in tone and I felt as if you were extending a hand to me and inviting me to join you.
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Wow! The ending was like being shot. I felt like I had been hit with a mega huge bullet. It showed well that when a bullet is fired it can not be taken back and the end results ar final, even devastating. It also showed me that having a gun doesn't make anyone cool, it ends life or cripples life for the shooter and the victims.
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Foremost, I agree that the gift of life is very, very precious as you've pointed out clearly with your carefully chosen words. What you wrote is so very, very true about the generations that have been cut asunder because of some choices that have been made. It is sad to know many lives for generations have been lost.
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I could imagine friends walking together and enjoying their time in nature or wherever they happened to be. I could hear the laughter and felt the joy of it knowing that laughter is good medicine. A smile crossed my face as I reflected upon the idea of laughter raising the spirit and bring happiness to people.
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As I read your poem I imagined hearing and seeing the rain as it fell from above. I watch the figure sitting and sipping the golden brew hunched over with a sadness blanketing him. Then a drip of rain fell from a leak and mixed with the tears. Soon there was a small puddle of regrets and hope along the edges of the puddle.
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I enjoyed the buoyant rhythm of your poem as the rain gently filled the blank spaces on the page or screen. I could visualize and feel the scenes as you described the writing challenge.
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Thank you for the laughter. The rhythm as I read your Zombie poem story seemed jaunty in opposite tone to the story line and zombie woe. This jauntiness gave your poem ironic tones that added to the funniness. I could see the characters and action in my imagination clearly and will avoid eating from the gutter.
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Many of the characters have potential, but they are not my thing. The vet part is a nice challenge and I had considered using a character suggestion as a chess piece, but nothing seemed appropriate for this story type. I hoped for something to eventually appear the would allow my imagination to use the chess piece idea with the feet thing and create a chess character that was very much alive and unusual and also fit into one of the options available. Comics, cartoons, and related things are off my radar, so not finding something to use is definitely not your fault it is the way it is which if find. Your ideas and characters are great and I hope to be able to jump into this story as it develops. Is there a cartoon character or comic character that is a chess piece? I also thought about a character that had special abilities but couldn't go beyond the basic idea.
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This reminds me of photos and oil;ms before color was developed. I remember the silent movies that screamed the actions because they were done in an artistic way that no longer is considered or rarely is. Most of these black and white films and photos are not silent when the imagination works to bring them to life as the person who created them intended. Your words evolved these thoughts and reminded me of the skills needed to create such wonderful art.
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So true about not being ready for Him to come and coming as a thief. It's sad that many people will not be ready. I strive to be ready and stay ready. Without His help I would be in serious trouble. Your words spoke to me as a strong reminder to be ready and pray without ceasing.
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Your words showed me the characters as if I were there with them. I could see the shop and Elias working on the pocket watch as the storm quieted. The conversation is realistic and gave me insight into the personalities of the characters. I wonder what else the clockmaker knows and can do and how he feels about his work and influence on the towns people.
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As I read your poetic story of the queen she became darker especially when I reached the end of the story where she kills them all. For me it was sad to witness things go from a nice snowy white and a beautiful glowing face to a dark ness of the heart and body. I enjoyed the rhythm of your poem story. It was like the story was singing it's tale to me.
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I imagined the characters, the conversation, and scene as I read your holiday short story. I can believe your story and I was not taken out of it except[t for noticing the typo below.
[Her laughter faded as realized the impossibility of her situation.]
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Shivers up the spine is the least of this problem leaving me to wonder if there were the possibility of escape or if doom had its clutches on the victim and the awareness hadn't set in for them yet. The worst of this story is the nightmare and the daymare together make for a horror that I certainly wouldn't want to be involved in for any reason. I could visualize the scenes, hear the sounds, and be fully in the story through your words that describe things very well.
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I appreciate the love of God and Jesus that is all over the words your shared with me here because I prefer the light to the darkness. You were talking to me through your written words and reminding me of most important things to keep me focused on truth and happiness rather than the things of this world. Thank you for taking the time to present the things of God in your own words and share these special and very important facts from scripture in Jesus' name, amen.
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You wrote words of peaceful bliss and showed me your enjoyment of your journey as you walked without a particular path in the scene. I could imagine someone accompanying you as silently each one took in details of a beautiful view of the scenery passing by at a leisurely pace. I'm glad you enjoy one of the greatest gifts in life.
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Memories of true love and the excitement of meeting and together making precious memories are felt in your poetic words. I invisioned a couple and then more couples as they, in turn, made memories s time PASSED AND YOUTH FADED, THE MILL BECAME OLD AND BROKEN, AND THE MEMORIES LINGERED WHILE THE PEOPLE WENT ONTO OTHER PASTIMES AND PASSIONS. BUT, THE MEMORIES LINGERED. Oops, caps lock mistake, sorry not yelling.
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