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By Township Way
Contributed by
jaeann
on
Friday, 8th August 2003 @ 03:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Cross the road
down a mile
without a mode
just a dial.
Down the block
along some street
holidays are mocked
hometown so neat.
Races in August
October pumpkin roll
Frankenmuth we lust
fate does dole.
Lost my way
burned the bridge
came to stay
recognized the privilege.
Township windstorm
books over head
simple seasonal storm
alive or dead.
Quiet cemetary rides
busy sidewalk sales
where nothing hides
no one bails.
Ice cream lake
kick the can
drowned and forsaken
looking for Tinman.
Bloody cornfields
dead dog run
without a shield
broken and stunned.
Neighbor to neighbor
yard to yard
ripped and torn
solid and hard.
Smoke and fire
bus crash trail
Mom's for hire
circles we hailed.
Fishing for answers
lost in the muck
death of cancers
move or ****.
Cold icicle lipsticks
bushes of berries
summer porch tricks
the music carries.
Olive tree graveyard
flood waters rise
seeing is hard
blinded by ties.
Crash into yesterday
ignore for today
no other way
tomorrow you'll stay.
Copyright ©
jaeann
... [
2003-08-08 15:45:00]
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Re: By Township Way
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by Crow on
Friday, 8th August 2003 @ 09:45:28 PM AEST
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| just a super write, is it just me? I get a very lonely feeling when i read this. Crow |
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Re: By Township Way
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by lovingcritters on
Friday, 8th August 2003 @ 11:39:04 PM AEST
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Super Duper Job. Enjoyable to read! It's true though, we can never go back home, because home will never be the same again after we leave, because you are no longer the same! You've extended your horizons!
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