All Comments on 'A Marvel of Femininity'

by irishcatsmeow

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TathagataTathagataover 19 years ago
beautiful

haunting, and melancholy.

Nice work

: )

jd4georgejd4georgeover 19 years ago
Almost the flavor of turn-of-century melancholy.

At the same time, it was the "Invasion of the Semi-colons!". I found myself bouncing between two headsets... one was content with the Sunday School parable feel.... and one wanted to "hear" the poem from the flower.

A pleasant quandary.

Maria2394Maria2394over 19 years ago
:)

you had me almost feeling sad for the tulip, but why should I? she is a beauty, on her own, you portrayed this very well,

only thing I see, besides the semi-colons popping out, shouldnt "love struck" have a hyphen, perhaps?

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
You know...

I love tulips.. so much more understated than most flowers. The poem does an admiraible job of reaching for that, but just misses by being a little preachy. (Just a tiny, tiny bit) It's still a lovely poem though.

lostandfounderlostandfounderover 19 years ago
You know...

I love tulips.. so much more understated than most flowers. The poem does an admiraible job of reaching for that, but just misses by being a little preachy. (Just a tiny, tiny bit) It's still a lovely poem though.

Christina O. LeighChristina O. Leighover 19 years ago
:-)

Remember the pink tulip,

long after her story is told.

She has hope, forbearance and pride;

yet, remains unaffected

by the sorrows of her youth;

the sting of rejection;

the shallowness of ignorance. -These last lines were excellent. The entire poems was, but what a great ending!

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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A beautifully sweet piece

To be savored and enjoyed on

Every reading.

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
blooms

A flower among flowers that somehow desires to persevere to take her rightful place. Something very beautiful about this rendering. Rich images abound!

LittlemissblairLittlemissblairover 16 years ago
Thankful reminder

I write stories about nasty sex. Sometimes I forget what tender and beautiful can be...Loved your poem

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