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Every Corner
Contributed by
debris
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Wednesday, 1st September 2010 @ 09:41:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Life fills my lungs Beyond their capacity, Until it hurts To see my own reality. I spend each day In everyday obscurity. Then home, where I walk around each room. And I stand in every corner.
Thoughts I know Suddenly occur to me As if new, To break the days monotony. I walk each street Just to see where it leads me. Then home, where I stand in every corner. And I walk around each room.
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2010-09-01 09:41:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Every Corner
(User Rating: 1 ) by ming on
Wednesday, 1st September 2010 @ 11:29:05 AM AEST (User
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I love this line and how it was used twice.
Then home, where I walk around each room.
And I stand in every corner.
ming |
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Re: Every Corner
(User Rating: 1 ) by Spacey on
Thursday, 2nd September 2010 @ 03:50:08 AM AEST (User
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I like what you are trying to do here, but I'm not sure that that excitement or wonder of seeing something new comes through in the poem |
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Re: Every Corner
(User Rating: 1 ) by Debris on
Thursday, 2nd September 2010 @ 12:49:24 PM AEST (User
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That's not what I was aiming for to be honest, but thanks for the feedback. Good to read other points of view. |
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Re: Every Corner
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Friday, 3rd September 2010 @ 05:40:08 AM AEST (User
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This is a theme that I think you should develop on. Your poetry is a bit rough around the edges, but you've got something worth building on.
-Phil |
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