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    dots Submission Name: Cinderella Dreamingdots
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    Author: CrypticBard
    Elite Ratio:    3.54 - 368/381/226
    Words: 119
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Description:
       Written in response to a poem by Kathleen Morgan


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    dotsCinderella Dreamingdots
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    The birthing of articulated expression
    will always find its means of entering
    into the world outside and beyond
    the inner recesses of our awareness.

    I love the wee and trippy hours of the
    after midnight when the glass slipper
    lay glimmering aloof in the moonlight
    and the weary dreamer sets some
    ink of thoughts onto the parchment
    of a woozy head - too early in the day
    to be about one's inescapable routines
    too late in the night to do but dream

    This is the witching hour in a life
    where most everything is transfixed
    in the baffling clarity of cerebration
    the muses dancing in glad celebration




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    Submitted on 2005-10-16 19:29:41     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Omg I absolutely adore this piece. The idea is one that all writers can relate to, but you’ve worded it so uniquely and beautifully.

    My favourite stanza is:

    “I love the wee and trippy hours of the
    after midnight when the glass slipper
    lay glimmering aloof in the moonlight
    and the weary dreamer sets some
    ink of thoughts onto the parchment
    of a woozy head - too early in the day
    to be about one's inescapable routines
    too late in the night to do but dream”

    I love the descriptions here, the only thing I can critique is the lack of punctuation, but you described this feeling so accurately, it’s brilliant. The third stanza only adds to the above idea and creates the mystery of the after midnight ‘the witching hour’ that most writers can connect with and get their best inspiration from.

    I don’t know what else to say about this poem except wow lol you’ve left me speechless, this is going straight to my favourites.

    Take care,

    *~xXxLinzixXx~*
    | Posted on 2007-09-06 00:00:00 | by Linzi | [ Reply to This ]
      I love the wee and trippy hours of the
    after midnight when the glass slipper
    lay glimmering aloof in the moonlight
    and the weary dreamer sets some
    ink of thoughts onto the parchment
    of a woozy head - too early in the day
    to be about one's inescapable routines
    too late in the night to do but dream

    that is what makes this good. actually, i think that this could stand alone in this poem. i didnt' care too much for the first nor third stanza at all. the only thing i would suggest is putting some punctuation in there. the sentence seems to go on forever without some kind of break, and quite frankly, i started to lose my breath ~
    | Posted on 2006-04-24 00:00:00 | by MmR | [ Reply to This ]
      amazing! i really thought this was a well-written, well correlated piece, i feel like i can relate so well...i especially like the complexity of the first four lines, i believe the power of an individual word can define a poem in any instance, and i try to write with that in mind, such as you seemed to open this piece up as well, and then you launched into the main body, capturing the attention of many writers with these next lines:

    and the weary dreamer sets some
    ink of thoughts onto the parchment
    of a woozy head - too early in the day
    to be about one's inescapable routines
    too late in the night to do but dream

    isnt it so true? i really thought this was great all around, a perfect thought released in a poem, with which a reader can truly connect.

    tony
    | Posted on 2005-10-16 00:00:00 | by nwproud | [ Reply to This ]


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