Metaphor
I once compared the poet to a hurdy gurdy player: Every evening, in "Ile de la Cité" The hurdy gurdy player would wheel his music cart out to the park. On his shoulder, in short breeches and an...
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LOL I am enjoying this too much to tear it apart... Quite an apt title... Methinks you have fun with your art, and that is as it should be.. You weave sound so pleasingly park/cart cap/cup "In his...
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Thanks Sarah, Yeah, I saw where I had left out the key to this poem and had to add it this morning, sorry. I've been wondering if there might be a way to modify this so that it doesn't need the key,...
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I don't know about a park, but there is a beautiful cathedral there that dates back hundreds of years... to have them playing in a church yard adds another dimension to the closing lines that work so...
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hahahaha....Oops! BTW - I'm not offended by the church thingy....I kind of like it (chuckle)
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Man will always come to see the monkey. And honor him for showing man how to live. Some are, however, bothered by the noise.
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Sid, Ok. I am getting a better sense of your style of writing. I really enjoy this poem moreso than the last one I commented on. I like the idea and images you use as allegory for the poet and...
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