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PoetsPlay Member
since 2007-12-22
Posts 56California |
Through the branches and trees they go Hidden by cloaks of black with hoods Pitch black outside; midnight has struck Time for poets to come out and play 'Ere the break of day Running in fog To a hidden cave Chanting aloud for living's sake Music playing in their cave Swimming in their own direction Not taking crud from anyone Going by their own instruction Author's Note: This is a poem about the exceptionally good movie Dead Poets Society- and no, it is not about dead people! Alexandra |
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Bronzeage Member
since 2007-07-20
Posts 197 |
A very nice piece. Thank you for it and Welcome to Pip. I know the movie very well. It is an excellent movie. Type II poet. Its worth the work. |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
yes, yes, I loved that movie! well done and Merry Christmas to you  RDB |
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