right, the last line is the culmination...
Indeed, foul weather always makes one feel a little sad, a little depressed and a little lost. It was raining and a windy here last night. I just couldn't sleep.
Poetry is a way in which I utter words that convey my thought which in turn conveys my emotions.
yes this poem is on a par with that rondeau I wrote quite some time ago. neither is that good:) hahaha, but I tried:)
you write very well.
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Wind and rain raging outside
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07/06/2011 postreply
21:29:49
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你真是大高手
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07/06/2011 postreply
21:33:32
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我來翻
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07/06/2011 postreply
22:33:39
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高翻啊高翻!
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07/07/2011 postreply
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是你的詩寫的妙
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07/07/2011 postreply
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