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Walking Away
Contributed by
softerware
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Tuesday, 4th April 2017 @ 07:32:32 PM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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The closer you get to bottom,
The more you have to regain;
Troubles and setbacks, weve got em;
Making the world look insane.
A rich man will throw away a dime;
A poor man will think it sublime;
Although each will endure, who values it more?
And spends it a thousand times?
Sleep in the rain, in the doorway again,
And a roof is an angels wing;
Distorting our vision;
We think life a prison,
But oh how the pendulum swings!
A dollars a fortune; a poor mans distortion;
Bringing him semblance of fame,
More than his share, he clings to his portion
And tries not to spend it in vain.
And so to the ending; its either pretending;
Or rising above all the pain;
Though feeble it may, we pay our own way;
And vow not to falter again.
What can you say, while walking astray;
From alleys and sewers, and gin;
Except to refract, and never go back;
Or defer to remain where we lay.
Copyright ©
softerware
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2017-04-04 19:32:32]
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Re: Walking Away
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 5th April 2017 @ 04:06:04 AM AEST
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Get up and give it another go.
An inspirational write indeed. The only thing I didn/'/t get was the category.
Great writing as always! 👍 |
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Re: Walking Away
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by Invierno on
Wednesday, 5th April 2017 @ 08:06:37 AM AEST
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An imminently worthy write. The content is spot on in terms of what I like. While I know not written for me, I almost feel as though it was.
"Sleep in the rain, in the doorway again,
And a roof is an angel’s wing;" These two lines encapsulate the entire poem like magic.
The best meal I/'/ve ever had in my life, (and I/'/ve had some damn fine ones!), was 1 avocado and a bologna sandwich...I was lost for two days with aught but a 1/2 bottle of rum in the high desert plains of northern New Mexico. That was my first bite on leaving the beauty and reentering the grime. Another story.
Thank you for such a wonderful share.
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Re: Walking Away
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by JamesStockdale on
Wednesday, 5th April 2017 @ 08:55:14 AM AEST
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Humbling talent as your norm Jaye.
To write this you most likely lived it at one time.
Each new day brings something new. Never count yourself out as your luck changes like the wind.
I really enjoyed this.
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Re: Walking Away
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by ming on
Thursday, 6th April 2017 @ 05:25:53 PM AEST
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Your metaphors rock in this one. The roof is an angels wing, a dollars a fortune a poor man/'/s distortion. Yes! Great write.
ming |
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Re: Walking Away
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by unknown_utopia on
Saturday, 8th April 2017 @ 10:52:09 PM AEST
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you gotta get up and try it again and again
until the pieces seem to fit right in.... |
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