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YOU ARE QUITE A WRITER THAT STIRS MANY EMOTIONS
posted by
Riversidepoet
on February 22, 2011 at 8:37 AM
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Re: CC
Help I want to be held in your arms I'm only a little Babby Femia
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:29 AM
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Guess so Taps I suppose we have to get used to how people look, do you think there could have been a different design?.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:25 AM
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I guess so Malcolm we probably develop partly due to circumstances.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:21 AM
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Thank you Justi as I remember
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:19 AM
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Well I can still feel it Sam, it was always warm, but things change as you well know.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:18 AM
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Re: C.C...that first feeling of fear never really leaves us, does it....
Every thing is real Rumor it was a van once pulled by a steam roller, I wish I had taken a photo.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:14 AM
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I guess so FS some more than others
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:11 AM
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I'll let you know Bill when the last page is written
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:10 AM
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Well Lion I suppose emotions hit us early in life and harder later on.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:09 AM
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Thank you Shobana my mother once said that I was an awkward child, as in obeying instructions I think she meant. Choo, Choo,
posted by
C_C_T
on February 22, 2011 at 8:07 AM
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that is such a vivid scene that I found myself feeling afraid along with the little boy...
posted by
lionreign
on February 22, 2011 at 8:03 AM
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I like how you brought out the child in this poem CC with a new book and vivid colors and how he is overcome with fear.
Excellently written.
posted by
shobana
on February 21, 2011 at 7:05 PM
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CHIFFCHAFF
¯ So life’s like a book with a beginning and an end sir. BC-A, Bill’s R®st
posted by
BC-A
on February 21, 2011 at 5:44 PM
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I love reading art that deals with the innocence of a child. It is something that many of us can relate to.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on February 21, 2011 at 1:41 PM
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C.C...that first feeling of fear never really leaves us, does it....
alone in a car or a van, the child's imagination can play tricks...or was it real??..
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posted by
Rumor
on February 21, 2011 at 1:09 PM
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Well done! At first I took pity on the boy growing up in a van but it was much deeper than that! You did indeed capture the angst brilliantly! sam
posted by
sam444
on February 21, 2011 at 12:51 PM
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Another incredible story.... Keep telling them they are so special.
posted by
Justi
on February 21, 2011 at 12:07 PM
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Wow!
You've captured that first hint of childhood angst really well here...
posted by
malcolm
on February 21, 2011 at 11:22 AM
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What a read. It definitely takes me back to my babyhood and the beginnings of awareness of conscience and the fear that overwhelmed when I thought of my dad's piercing black eyes or my mom's sad blue ones..
posted by
TAPS.
on February 21, 2011 at 10:00 AM
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CC
Interesting it is an experience when the looking glass of our eyes open to the windows of the unknown and then the delima of our feelings as life begins to take us beyond our comfort zone. Nice Fema
posted by
fememefeme
on February 21, 2011 at 9:26 AM
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