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wet tramp
Contributed by
poeticjestix
on
Thursday, 21st July 2011 @ 03:48:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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He finds freedom on a rainy day
The cold and wet accepted
As a payoff for the empty streets
Sensibly rejected
Enjoying ice cold crystals in his eyes
No logic in enjoyment. Who knows why?
His hair soaks in the cleansing rain
Pleasantly drips follow
He works his hand through sweeping locks
Now soaked, no longer hollow
Newspapers no longer crisp and dry
Pulled out and thrown, the drains collect the lies
His voice, no longer heard
At least the one he feels
For the only one he uses
Is the one used to appeal
Once powerful, he gave up on his lot
Living off the loose change you have got.
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2011-07-21 15:48:50]
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Re: wet tramp
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by lostrelic on
Thursday, 21st July 2011 @ 04:10:49 PM AEST
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| Nice write I once was one who lived in the rain begging for change when all I needed was a hand to hold while getting up. |
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Re: wet tramp
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by lesoleilnoire on
Friday, 22nd July 2011 @ 07:47:59 PM AEST
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| Great poem. I found it to have a melancholy undertone. I feel bad for those who have to live off of loose change. I love the descriptions used in this poem. I could picture him vividly and feel the ice crystals forming on my skin. Awesome job. |
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