| = Good job Sydney!|
|Hello again Sydney! Very powerful aspects in this poem. My opinion is that you exposed the fall of World Trade Center towers, and the pain that affected all; or maybe I am wrong about my idea. But the poem truly "flows", a canopy of images: “Angel’s souls flee”,” its voice choked|
by maroon smoke”,” from the ashes rising
an iron cross, upright and tall".
Very beautiful, and I think that you deserve one more star.
Hope you will get it!
Cheers from Marius!
| = Marius might be...|
John Willy Kopperud
|...a bit beside the point. To me this seems quite like a description of an old wooden church, with the bell and everything. Am i mistaken, Sydney. Anyway, I really enjoyed this one. Powerful images. Drama.|
Cheers from Willy
| = Topic about the meaning ... anyway, it deserves to be read!|
|Indeed Willy, I never thought to this interpretation but is very possible. Now, all we have to do is to wait for Sydney's response.|
| = Thanks, you were right, Willy, it is a church!|
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so, its firstname.lastname@example.org. Please mark it down, as no one seems to control this site. Sad, really...
It is indeed an old church. Saw it in a TV film burning and could hear the aching and moaning..
| = True...|
You were right!
Good job Sydney!