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Josh.
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In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 7:53 AM. Entry # 20: Whatif. I like this poem primarily because I can relate to it. It's just an easy-read, but I guess it says a lot about how people are. This poem actually means that everyone gets attacked by the infamous What if?
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-14-if-you-forget-me.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 5:49 AM. Entry # 14: If you forget me. Above is a picture of the flower called Forget-me-not. This is one of the poems I can never forget. When I heard the audio version, I just fell in love. Entry # 13: The golf links.
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-15-end-and-beginning.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 6:07 AM. Entry # 15: The end and the beginning. What needed to be done to restore the place was also shown. Yes, it's not "photogenic" and must be cleaned out in order to get a new life. But this new life fails to 'honor' or reme...
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-11-eagle.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 4:49 AM. Entry # 11: The Eagle. I liked this poem because imagery here is evident. Each line creates a vivid picture in my head, and I can even hear the sea and the sound of the 'thunderbolt.' Very well done, if I may say.
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-13-golf-links.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 5:29 AM. Entry # 13: The golf links. The first time I read this, I thought of what was implied here. I did not really know until the teacher said it had something to do with child labor. (So, the picture up there.). Entry # 11: The Eagle.
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-12-if-i-told-him.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 5:09 AM. Entry # 12: If I told him. I do not like this poem at all. Maybe I am too harsh, but it is nonsense! Sorry, dear poet. For me, there's chaos in the way it was written, and it just is so random. :/. Entry # 11: The Eagle.
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-16-metaphors.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 6:31 AM. Entry # 16: Metaphors. One tiny piece of wit, I tell you. Though I found it hard to answer the riddle, I thought the poem was smart. By the way, the answer to this is the nine months of pregnancy. :/ ha-ha. Entry # 11: The Eagle.
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-17-you-fit-into-me.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 6:53 AM. Entry # 17: You fit into me. WHOA GREAT POEM. So much packed into 16 words. This definitely caught me off guard, and its shocking imagery makes it so powerful. But then again, it's just my own interpretation. :p.
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-20-whatif.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 7:53 AM. Entry # 20: Whatif. I like this poem primarily because I can relate to it. It's just an easy-read, but I guess it says a lot about how people are. This poem actually means that everyone gets attacked by the infamous What if?
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Josh.
http://josellaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/entry-18-student-theme.html
In your eyes the sunset and the dawn. Scatter perfumes like a stormy night. Your kisses are a philtre. Excerpt from the poem Hymn to Beauty by Charles Baudelaire. Just click on each line to browse. Yellow for the comment box. And pink for the links. Sunday, May 17, 2009, 7:14 AM. Entry # 18: The student theme. I felt guilty after reading this poem. But if I do my best in writing my essays, I should not be guilty, right? I wish I get high in this : : : and my research paper in Economics. Woo].
