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Remarkable use of contrasts, Sam. Great!
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hardilaziz
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August 14, 2009
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Great! Every city, every town, seems to have its dingy section, where one doesn't want to shine too much bright light lest they find something they did not want to see.
posted by
TAPS.
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August 13, 2009
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Sam444 - I worked with the homeless in the city streets for approx. 4 years. My shift was from 7:30 PM to whatever wee hour in the morning needed. It was an awesome experience, and your words here brought back vivid memories. It was as if you had been working beside me. Excellent poem.
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adnohr
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August 13, 2009
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Fantastic insight and effortlessly precise use of words
This is a vivid pleasure to read
posted by
lionreign
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August 13, 2009
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You really brought this situation to 'life' for me sam! Sad but brilliant
writing! Chris.
posted by
Scramble
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August 13, 2009
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WOW this is awesome Shelly!
Such perfect imagery and a sad truth for many; many blessings and thanks always
posted by
mariaki
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August 13, 2009
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Shelly, you paint such a vivid picture with your words!
posted by
snowview
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August 13, 2009
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I really like that one! I could feel the gloom and the poverty of the place...with the tension of not knowing what's coming next. Great!
posted by
auslander
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August 13, 2009
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Intense and imaginative
Thanks for sharing
posted by
malcolm
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August 13, 2009
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Those people living in the dingiest dwellings very rarely have the energy to tell their stories. This very unusual and beautiful poem has got me thinking. Thanks for sharing it with us Shelly!
posted by
elinjo
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August 13, 2009
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Sam - what an awesome picture you created. Yes it's true the poorest part is always lighted poorly and looks dingy. Great job.
posted by
shobana
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August 12, 2009
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This is an intricate and thought-provoking poem. I love how you placed this picture in my mind with the repitition:dimmest light-dingy! It is very visual, and very accurate. It is not very judgemenatl, mostly just observant of the part of town that is the liveliest after dark. I find this to be one of the best pieces of yours that I have read so far. Something about it that I like an awful lot.
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calia14
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August 12, 2009
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Shelly
This is really a walk through the poor, hard to deal with areas at the bleakest of time. I followed you every step. You are so good with imagery.
posted by
Justi
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August 12, 2009
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the shadow knows...
posted by
Ariala
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August 12, 2009
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As the clock ticks and all becomes day so the dark will no longer protect or hide and all will be revealed . This seems to be what is happening all around the world. Brighter days ahead??
posted by
merkie
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August 12, 2009
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sam, the imagination can run wild in dimmest light, OR it can be reality...
after all, "Truth is (often) stranger than fiction"...some great imagery here..
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Rumor
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August 12, 2009
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