Go to The Old and The New ~ Memories and a Promise...
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- Go to A Favorite of Mine, though it may be overly "busy & noisy" (Raye09 Repost)
posted by
teddypoet52
on November 3, 2015 at 12:59 PM
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We are a society prone to judge. We judge from our own sense of pride, comfort, need and a million other things that make up life for us both comforting and sad but each judge will find enough difference to weave their own story about the ride down these winding streets. Excellent.
posted by
Justi
on November 2, 2015 at 6:02 PM
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I love the ending of the poem. It strikes me as sort of haunting.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on November 2, 2015 at 5:26 AM
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memories tend to follow us everywhere we go
posted by
Annicita
on November 1, 2015 at 12:57 PM
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Yes Kat it is amazing how different the aspect is . Some love perfection and others just tolerate jumble. I guess one could read this through to soothe one's own connection to the state of things.
posted by
C_C_T
on November 1, 2015 at 10:55 AM
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Katray2
Fast moving open tramcar in now abondoned old neighborhood
posted by
WileyJohn
on November 1, 2015 at 10:43 AM
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You've painted with words similarly to that artist that painted that modern lawn landscape painting love
posted by
BC-A
on November 1, 2015 at 9:35 AM
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