Labyrinth
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Hi, Raina 🙂 Thank you!
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You’re welcome. I’d really appreciate your critique on my latest post. 😛
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Of course. I’ll head across shortly 🙂
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Damn!! This is so damn good!!
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Damn!! You are so damn nice!! Thank you, Manan :p
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*blush* did my sunset just become your dawn? 🙂
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It did indeed! Thank you – love how that works 🙂
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Good boy! Happy Dawn to you 🙂
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Haha, and you enjoy your sunset 🙂
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It’s moonrise Ryan but the sunset perpetually perches on my cheeks.
A passion to redden the moon ~ Ryan Stone. 🙂
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Ryan, fantastic. Brilliantly written, using mythological references, making this Tanka so visually beautiful. Closing with “chasing the sun”, lovely! ~ Mia
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Thank you, dear Mia. Another big smile. I hope your day is magical 🙂
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You’re so welcome and thank you, I hope your day is magical too!
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Woah!
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Haha, thanks 🙂
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I love the mythological threads woven in this poem! I hope her flight doesn’t turn deadly. Keep them from flying too close to the sun!
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Thank you, Mel. Wings of wax and feather weren’t made to last…
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uh-oh, that was my feeling too. The freedom was a moment short-lived…at least she lived while she could. how many of us can say that? I am not sure I can.
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Oh wow.
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😀 thank you, Sarah
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Oh, yeah! A mythical love poem. Very nice, Ryan 🙂
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Thank you so much, Miss Robin Hood 🙂
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Oooh, this is marvelous, Ryan! So, that’s where Labyrinth comes from, the myth? Poetry and education in one neat bite–I like it!!
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This poem has a lot of elements that I enjoyed: mythology, tanka structure, imagery, figurative language… For a moment I thought I could hear the hoofs and then the flaps and the heat of sun.. between a rock and a hard place it seems to me, but yet nobody knows how to take someone to where they belong at the pace needed for them to get there without falling, without getting burned. Gorgeous!
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Thank you, Miss Skittles – happy you enjoyed it 🙂
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🙂 You are welcome Mr. Stone!
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A short-lived relationship can be sad or happy, depending on the intensity of the passion between lift-off and melt-down. A most clever Tanka, my friend. Love everything about this piece. There is a great lesson here!
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Very kind, my friend – thank you 🙂
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Always! You are welcome, my friend!
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