Like a lightbulb in the sky,
Moonlight on the pond.
Moonlight on the pond.
Okay, maybe it's not really a haiku, but it is poetry, at least in the eyes of the author's mother.
Okay, maybe it's not really a haiku, but it is poetry, at least in the eyes of the author's mother.
Labels: poetry
20 comments:
It's lovely!
Of course it's poetry.
T.
She is GIFTED!!! I am telling you RIGHT NOW!
I loe it..........
Absolutely!
I love it. She can ((see)) things.
Perfection;)
so wonderful! she is very poetic.
It's beautiful. She's very talented.
She has the soul of a poet. Just lovely.
this is beautiful, I kind of wish it was mine
It's poetry, and a very nice bit of imagery!
beautiful.
It is lovely. And she rawks the *s. ;-)
i particularly like the way that moonlight - in its pictorial representation - vaguely resembles a dancing rooster. :)
I especially love the spelling of sky as sgi. Perfectly phonetic.
It works for me. I immediately got images. That's poetry.
Absolutely sweet.
It is beautiful poetry. Stunning, really.
Amazing. And she's got that asterisk thing down cold.
That's some beautiful poetry. I daresay some adults couldn't write a poem like that. She is very talented. She must get that from her mother.
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