Your words introduced me to the dream molder who it seems is the be-all and end-all who creates dreams. I can equate this to the imagination as a partner with the dream molder. Consciousness and subconsciousness work together although unaware but this is why I partnered imagination and dream molder together thank you for writing this poem of dreams and sharing it with me and WdC members.
Your words smoothly showed a picture of enduring love even though there is a change in both lives. I could feel the past memories calling and showing this past while reality waved the new lifestyles in vividness. There were no distractions to stop my reading progress.
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I could imagine all the color schemes as I read your poem about the seasons of love. It reminded me that there are many seasons and types of love in life. I could feel the joy ND EXCITMENT OF BEING IN LOVE AS I CONSIDERED THE WORDS YOU CAREFULLY PICLED FOR YOUR POEM. Oops caps lock.
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As I read your words, I could feel emotions flooding the mind and the body reacting. I wondered if you have considered an emotional support dog. I don't understand how you feel because I'm not you. I can imagine being overwhelmed while having too much input.
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I totally get this situation because you showed me through your words what was happening and how Dan felt. I could see him and feel his agony. Your story reminded me of the time many years ago when I went to work I had the flu.
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This poem is full of sadness and loss which through your words I can feel. I watched you frink tears as I read what you wrote and heard inside the crying. I searched your words for some hope but there is none. Darkness prevails. I hope light and happiness finds you very soon.
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While reading your wonderful poem I thought of my precious Bella. I could see your dog walking with you for many years, uplifting your spirits, and being a special friend and companion. I feel the special connection between you and Timber.
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I could feel sorrow and hope battling for dominance, but also there is the spirit triumphant because of belief and the foundation of something living for and working towards. The battle rages and yet there is that strength to live and enjoy life to the fullest. Your words painted a picture of despair turned to triumph. Hope in salvation from the battle and for life to the fullest.
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I could see in my mind a lioness hunting as I read your poem. It happened after reading a few lines that I saw the clues about this strong creature working together with other females to bring food to the pride. You painted a wonderful word picture of survival of the fittest, the hunt, and the lionesses at work.
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Your words carried me through the imagination of someone working toward a sports goal or life goal. I could imagine the concentration, muscles working, and breath rapidly moving in and out. Also, I could see small changes as needed for success. Life and sports require change and work.
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One eye open while keeping others asleep has me pondering the meaning of this line. Could it be a matter of others not concerned with others and their way of life?
Teacher becomes student and student becomes teacher is a good wy to show the direction of this poem. People are basically similar but they have unique differences that if allowed can make all of us stronger. This is basically what your poem is telling me. It is deep and I need time to consider it more.
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When the cats away, the mice will play, but when there is a private banquet the cats eat exceedingly well on hot food apparently. It is an interesting story with private moments caught on camera by the zoo staff. I didn't see the ending coming. but I was wondering what would happen next. It came as a surprise because I expected to read more about the zoo and its activities. I was able to see in my mind the characters, animals, actions, and scenes. This story is believable.
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There were some statements that seemed to create a tur-of-war such as the longing for love and yet waiting for it. Kindness flowed throughout your poem. Even with a few challenging situations you focused on love and helping people.
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I can relate to your words about TV because I feel much of what is shown is either lies or distractions while those on the dark side do what they want and get away with it before the general public is aware of their deeds. I could hear in my head and feel in my bones your disappointment in TV programming and content.
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I think you wrote a wonderful tribute to your mother. Through your poetic words, I got to know her. I could feel your love and respect for your mother as I read what you wrote of her.
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You told Cupid where and how to go for sure. The showing class part of your poem, caused me to laugh, thank you.
Adding more genres such as [holiday] for Cupid Valentine's Day, [adventure] because it is an adventure in poetic words about Cupid's holiday stuff, and perhaps [entertainment] because your poem is entertaining.
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I can relate because of how I feel after reading this peace. I am okay, but it seems now that the emotions of being a bit confused, lost, and wondering what can be done have me thinking this is quite a heavy load. Also, I think about how I can help someone in this situation. Being overwhelmed is something that happens to my friend and I try to help by suggesting possible solutions. Overwhelm tried to get me but I usually am able to find a different view of a situation. Your writing definitely caused me to think about the many situations that can befall someone.
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You painted a wonderful word picture of days filled with clouds, few in number and many creating a blanket that I could see in my mind as I read your wonderful story. I could hear thunder as a storm of clouds let down the rain. I could imagine them dancing in the wind or just hanging around.
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You certainly have imagined plenty of unique areas and creatures. I would need to study all of this to understand everything and get an idea of relationships/locations. This idea has the potential for some exciting events to move your story forward.
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Wow, I really felt the sorrow, frustration, rage, conflict, and other emotions through your words. It's sad to whatch a loved one forget. Still, I believe somewhere in their heart they still love their loved ones.
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I could see the eagle souring in my mind. The scene is easy to visualize and I imagine the smells of spring as I walk along the path with you through your words.
[I come up an eagle souring] to me seems a bit awkward.
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This is eerie and unsettling because of where it appears to be going, but I think that's the idea. The characters are believable. The scenes are easy to visualize as the characters act and respond to situations. It makes sense, except for the sudden jump toward the end where the father never walks again and Geoffery meets a mysterious and dark apparently spirited man.
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The ending made me laugh, many thanks. I could see the mind tugging this way and tugging that way. I could hear the taste buds cheering for sweets and then changing to cheering for veggies. I could feel the struggle between what is healthy and what is satisfying.
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