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SweetSurrender

  • Last seen on Feb 13 10:19 AM 2006. Member since February 14, 2006.
  • I have 124 poems, 22 stories

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  • Child's Sanctuary: Part One: Light at storywrite
    The wood was dark; the trees seemed to come together at the top, building a green net to capture all who entered below the grey limbs. The path was muddy, so muddy that it seem
  • The Djinn (unfinished) at storywrite
    'Our people are proud and ancient. We were created by the smokeless fires of the wind Simoom, two thousand years before man began to prowl the earth. But you know this, and tod
  • Suburban Decay at storywrite
    Another Spring day awakened, and a small girl sat by the smelly little stream that ran near the playground at the trailer park. The water was murky, gobs of unidentifiable stuf

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  • on You Will Forget Me by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, on June 2, 2005
    I can relate to this poem so well. Pain can be so great that you think it will last forever, but as time passes the pain ebbs, and then is nothing but a fading memory.

    Peace

    ~SS~

  • on The Stolen Child by William Butler Yeats, on July 24, 2003

    ::applause::

    I really loved this piece, mostly because I am Irish and I have a fascination for faeries and moonlight :-P

    I especially liked these lines:

    Where the wave of moonlight glosses
    The dim grey sands with light,
    Far off by furthest Rosses
    We foot it all the night,
    Weaving olden dances,
    Mingling hands and mingling glances
    Till the moon has taken flight;
    To and fro we leap
    And chase the frothy bubbles,
    While the world is full of troubles

    Very lyrical and beautiful.