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Alison
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0 posted 2010-07-19 03:19 AM


Dawn Day Dreams


She sleeps alone every night
Blackened windows hide the light
Bitter sorrow wells within
As she counts her tawdry sins

Men tip toe in through her door
Always paying, demanding more
Only there for pleasured skills
Leaving money on the sill

Dreaming of another day
For a man who does not pay
Longing for his loving arms
Whispered words that keep her warm

As she lies on tangled sheets
Gazing high, softly entreats
For a life that lives in day
Sun to keep the night away

Spirit mangled, yet still lives
She charges for gifts she gives
Only dawn will hear her cries
With emotions well disguised

Dreams still linger in her mind
Hoping for new life she’ll find
For tomorrow wears her name
And forgives nocturnal games

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Alison


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easy1
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1 posted 2010-07-19 03:53 AM


Hopefully so.

Sad and poignant.

Marchmadness
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2 posted 2010-07-19 04:15 AM


Powerful stuff, Alison. Excellent!
                            Ida

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3 posted 2010-07-19 05:49 AM


ummmm I know the feeling...I get so tired of getting paid for it all the time...geeze the line at the door...all of those quarters..

enjoyed it little one

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4 posted 2010-07-19 08:33 AM


wow

good work here

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5 posted 2010-07-19 09:49 AM


well 'penned'!
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6 posted 2010-07-19 01:40 PM


enjoyed the view in....
a pleasure to walk your rhymes...

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7 posted 2010-07-19 04:19 PM


Such a well written view of an unhappy life.
Balladeer
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8 posted 2010-07-19 09:29 PM


I've missed you, Alison

Bring this one to the workshop, if you remember the way!

Rick
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9 posted 2010-07-19 09:58 PM


Dear Alison, this is very sad but showing shadows of hope, without dreams where would we all be, a good write my friend, very well done.

Rick

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10 posted 2010-07-20 12:12 PM


easy1,

Thank you - I think so.  Glad we touched you ~ the lady and I.

A

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Ida, thank you.  Your words always mean a great deal to me.

Alison

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DS,

Okay, don't be a tease.  A quarter what?  A grand?

Thanks for reading, my friend.

A

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Thank you lots, Dixie.

A

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Bruce,

Thank you for reading my rhyme - and for your encouragment.

Friends,
A

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Cpat Hair,

Thank you for taking the walk with me.  It's always nice to have company.

A

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Eldest,

Thanks - good thing it's not my life.  I am not good with money.

Thanks for reading.
A

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'Deer,

I am back - thank you for missing me and reading this.  I put in the PW - I will always know the way.


A

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Rick,

Thank you, my friend.  Where would we be indeed?

A

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11 posted 2010-07-20 06:28 AM


Another good write, Alison.

"For tomorrow wears her name"

Yes, I like that.

Helen

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12 posted 2010-07-25 08:55 PM




it hurts my heart Alison
well done


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13 posted 2010-07-25 09:49 PM


Loved the rhymes!
Kat >^..^<

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14 posted 2010-07-26 11:06 AM


Thank you very much, Helen, Kate & katahdin.  I actually did a rewrite of this one and it's in the Poetry Workshop if you are interested in seeing the final draft of this poem.

Again, my thanks,
Alison

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15 posted 2010-07-27 03:11 PM


I wrote my heart into a rather lengthy, rambling reply only to have it eaten and it did not paste and now I am so angry I want to SMASH up the computer and smash the chips inside then throw all the piece out the window and burn down this building and the other Building and then destroy Denver using nuclear weapons and … and …
Just know this touched my heart and I want to say so much more.  Maybe I will but after my smashing property rage has finally been spent after having destroyed Colorado anger has finally been spent.
Maybe it’s just the extremely hot heat.
Now I’m going to try to cut and paste this and see what it does hope it works this time.
J

Hey, nobody's human!

LeeJ
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16 posted 2010-07-27 03:15 PM


it's ok to look back...but not to regret...I like the positive air of this....well done!
Dadygoose
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17 posted 2010-07-27 07:13 PM


Ali,
I have calmed down and no longer have the desire to destroy Denver with nuclear weapons.
At first I skipped this one because I thought it was a picture but then on a whim I decided to come back to it and check?????
Only to find that now I¡¦m wordless.  What was it I said that got zapped?
This poem suggests lacerations so painful and so deep they can not be described in words, of longings and yearnings so great and so strong they can not be expressed except through analogies and metaphors ¡K Which is the hallmark of a good poem.
Makes the reader stop, and not just go on reading to the next post and the next post and the next ¡K
It made me stop what I was doing, and think.
That we are not so different, one from another, even while inhabiting our separate lives and in that wishing and yearning and needing we are not so far apart.
After this rather fruitless attempt, I realize that words will never really convey how this poem makes me feel.  It¡¦s like a right-brain feel that can not be articulated, only felt.
Now, I think that¡¦s what I said, but this time I am not going to zapp this write until I¡¦m absolutely SURE that it HAS PASTED and then I¡¦m going to check that it really DID get on Pip!!!
Otherwise I¡¦ll have to destroy the United States using nuclear weapons ƒºokay here goes


Hey, nobody's human!

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