Earth nurtures the spirit inside
Let the winds guide my soul
Eternally forged in mortal flame
Magic shines in a silver beam
Enchanted in a circle of stone
Nations of spirit shall return
Tribal drums echoes the past
Across the vales of paranoia
Liberty shall release my soul
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Well done
I truly enjoyed reading this. A lot of emotion and words that explode with meaning. Thank you for sharing

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Jem, lose the u/c final letter of each line - they don't need to be like that, and they make the typography ugly. Also, I wonder if you could possibly find a word other than "fire's" in line 3; fire and flame being so close in meaning (although not precise synonyms by any means) give an effect which, to my ear, jars a little.
Leaving all my nitpicking aside, this is another jem-gem.


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Thank you M.
The assignment described it with both letters capped,hence I have done it as that but yeah can take it down no sweat.
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I didn't twig that it was an assignment. Some assignments are purely destructive.
(The wee lass once did a string of contests here, based on assignments from her creative writing class. I won every single one, except one where I got a silver and THAT should have been a gold, so it wasn't favouritism.) -
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Now there is an idea hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. That could actually be a good way of learning.
will run it past you later
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What a wonderful little poem! It's one of those acts of mental gymnastics I shy away from. Only Celts and Elves do them well, in my opinion.


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Oh you spotted the pointy ears.
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wow..
you've done this before(the mirrored acrostics) and that was impressive, but this one is even more so.. you inspire me..i think the next write i may do one as well..of course giving u credit for it though!


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Thank you hun but I didn't invent it.
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