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[bodytext] => An old man under a tree,
Sitting there silent contemplating,
Breathing in the fragrance of the champak,
Like an old sage, meditating
He sensed the magic of the mystic land,
He studied the palm of his wrinkled hand,
He touched the lines on his face,
And he watched the sky,
There was this bewildering query in his eye,
And when Isabele came upon this man,
What ever he was doing, she could not unhand,
When she asked him what life was all about,
He just drew circles in the sand. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Euphoria [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

Isabele Christina (part II)...onwards

Contributed by Euphoria on Friday, 30th August 2002 @ 06:52:27 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

An old man under a tree,
Sitting there silent contemplating,
Breathing in the fragrance of the champak,
Like an old sage, meditating
He sensed the magic of the mystic land,
He studied the palm of his wrinkled hand,
He touched the lines on his face,
And he watched the sky,
There was this bewildering query in his eye,
And when Isabele came upon this man,
What ever he was doing, she could not unhand,
When she asked him what life was all about,
He just drew circles in the sand.

Copyright © Euphoria ... [ 2002-08-30 06:52:27]
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Re: Isabele Christina (part II)...onwards (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Tuesday, 22nd October 2002 @ 06:42:42 AM AEST
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Interesting.....
Jenni

Re: Isabele Christina (part II)...onwards (User Rating: 1 )
by Valerie_Pearson on Wednesday, 23rd October 2002 @ 04:20:33 AM AEST
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add more to this one, it doesn't seem quite finished, (revise it a little) although it still is a great write

Re: Isabele Christina (part II)...onwards (User Rating: 1 )
by KraZshyt on Saturday, 9th November 2002 @ 03:44:35 AM AEST
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Very good poem
it doesnt quite seem finished though!
Keep writing like this
Ilike it
anonymous

Re: Isabele Christina (part II)...onwards (User Rating: 1 )
by Yellowrose on Thursday, 21st November 2002 @ 11:39:19 AM AEST
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I loved this poem. I feel you did a MAGNIFICENT job describing the mans . "He studied the palm of his wrinkled hand". No one could describe him better. "When she asked him what life was all about,
He just drew circles in the sand." Circles in the sand, describes what life is about, something going around and around, no stopping, or getting out of it, . . You have composed a WONDERFUL piece of writing. Best wishes, Yellowrose.

Re: Isabele Christina (part II)...onwards (User Rating: 1 )
by Euphoria on Sunday, 24th November 2002 @ 06:50:17 PM AEST
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hi...thankyou so much for posting your comment, i cant tell you what it did for me, i was feeling so low and unsure of my self, i actually felt like a piece of crap...hehe...but after i read this, i felt much better....thanks alot!...once i get rid of the writer's block, i'll start writing again..:)

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