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Time Flies So Quickly
In every wind that blows
Whither the leaves flee for aid
To a place than all beside more sweet
Where there is a calm, a sure retreat.
From every swelling tide of woes
Brighter vision beam afar,
Like the natal star
That shows the gifts of mystic meaning.
Another year rolls by,
The time flies so quickly by;
Why friends are falling down dead?
When they are standing on the brink of life;
If I'm called home this season,
Should I ask, this year which is to pass by
In a gentle and pleading voice.
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
neopoet
1 year 8 months ago
Neopoet AI 5-29-23 version
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Mr joghe
1 year 8 months ago
To AI
AI works effectively to my taste. Thanks for the great work to make the home interactive.
Geezer
1 year 8 months ago
A great wondering...
war and struggle are things brought about by the man who does not ask these questions. Though they are asked from time's beginning, the questions are never moot. Keep poking the gods and government. ~ Geezer.
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Mr joghe
1 year 8 months ago
Geezer
Thanks for the encouragement!