Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)
Dear Reader, the stuff that was originally posted here has been removed.
We have done this because said stuff has since been included in one of our published books. We hope you’ll believe us when we say we’re not trying to be stingy. No, this has been done to honour the people who have already spent their hard-earned money on our eBook creations.*
If, however, for some reason you’re unable to buy one of our books, and feel you’ll die without seeing this piece of writing, then please contact us via admin@unbolt.me. We won’t allow our Dear Readers to fade away in the dark. We’ll send you the piece in question, and it will be absolutely free. All you need do is ask.
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Bravo, well-written, with many layers of meaning.
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Tati thanks you, Tabitha! 😀
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This was an interesting, yet entertaining poem. I feel like the greenleaf the bird left you was droppings.. But, it also signified the changing of the seasons.. Im sorry if i came across a little crass.
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Crass? Not at all. I think that’s a legitimate interpretation when you consider that many seed bearing plants get propagated in this way. 🙂
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Thats very true. I forgot that plants get propagated that way. Thanks for replying.
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Thanks for reading, Vinny. We really appreciate it! 🙂
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Anytime.I enjoyed myself.
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Beautifully profound and magical dear Tati , just like you ! ( I’m sorry I’ve been missing so long ) love and hugs , megxxx
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Tati is going to be so happy when she reads this, Meg. Thank you so much for visiting us again. We’ve missed having you here! 😀
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Beautiful!
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You said it, my friend! 🙂
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At first, when I glanced at it before reading, I was disappointed that I’d get so little Unbolt from you, Tetiana — like being robbed. Then I read it: it was contemplative from out of the gate, and I realized that I was being robbed of nothing, but given more in a few lines than I could chew on in a sitting. Bravo.
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Her poems are like sushi. Such small portions yet so very filling! 🙂
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I do looooooove sushi.
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It’s the best! 🙂
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Effective underlying metaphor
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It plays out quite effectively, doesn’t it? 🙂
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Great lines. An authentic poet.
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She is that, no doubt! 🙂
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The poem is lovely–so vivid.
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It really is, Rae. Just so wonderfully written too!
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Such a beautiful post
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Tati thanks you! 😀
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Lovely portrayal of the season
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It really is. It’s like we’re there. That’s how vivid it is. 🙂
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