Poemranker [Poem: calanais] [by pollywolly] Thu Apr 25 23:33:45 PDT 2024

in the night the hooded figures they come, and form an inner circle in our embrace they raise their hands to the heavens above calling her to awaken us the standing figures of stone for one night only we walk

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Up the ladder: The Betrayal of My Mind

Down the ladder: Him, again and again...

Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.0
Weighted score: 5.0
Overall Rank: 7968

Posted: January 22, 2006 4:46 AM PST; Last modified: January 22, 2006 4:46 AM PST
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[8] AngelicVampiress @ 216.76.239.195 | 22-Jan-06/11:05 AM | Reply

I like this poem. Its kinda dark and mysterious. It sparks my imagination, I can actually see in my mind what you put in words. Very good. I give it an 8.

P.S.-Thank you for commenting on my poem as well ;)

[n/a] amanda_dcosta @ 203.145.159.44 | 29-Jan-06/4:06 AM | Reply

Not my idea of a theme. Doesn't appeal to me. Sorry.

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