Open Poetry #21 |
LA LA Land |
Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
It was between seconds, I think, when I blinked and the sun fell behind some wasted buildings with trivia at the windows long worn, now scorned by color of the street, sheets of walls and dirt halls the comfort of cement with crack and brown paper bags of hope left slack in piles upon the memory float where little boys and girls once wrote of becoming, their names like hope on peanut butter and wonderbread emote. when I passed that blink of block the garbage truck had taken torn and replaced it with clean and warm, just past the place of feral dark there was even a green of park. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Soon, soon, I shall invite you into the light of the sidewalks and banana trees that La-La'd my memories... Loving this... hugging you! |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, This is a sweep of beauty, |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ok so you were in woodland hills again..cool write ms martie. you make such nice shadows of layers. dug it babe |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
sheets of walls and dirt halls the comfort of cement with crack and brown paper bags of hope left slack in piles upon the memory float where little boys and girls once wrote of becoming, their names like hope on peanut butter and wonderbread emote. Somehow Martie, you managed to soften the starkness of loss in this with a rhythm that was soothing when read aloud. I really liked this alot. [This message has been edited by Duncan (08-13-2002 01:06 PM).] |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
I hope you *weren't* in Woodland Hills. It's too bloody hot here. Loved it, Martie. Trash Day Wednesdays Mike |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Sis~ You've never blinked in your poetic life~ You are something else lady ... and that's amazing~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea--Would love to go with you to your La la land...the only place I remember with banana trees is on the coast on the way to Santa Barbara..and it's gone now. Sy--Some not beauty and yet...depends on the eye...thanks for seeing the one. DS--Not either Woodland Hills...was only East of LA. Thanks for the dig of you. Duncan--I appreciate what you said...I always try to see things in a possitive way..sometimes it's hard. Mike--It is hot here in the San Gabriel valley too...the opposite side of you...but this was the middle and the heat was of a different kind. Marge--You just made me blink back a tear..so there!! Hugs! |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
Martie - you reveal through poetic eyes the difficulties and reactions to places like East LA - a very powerful poem saying lots to all of us - loved it - Paul |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Martie, I swear girl, you could paint a picture of a concrete wall, all by itself and turn it into a garden of roses or something else spectacular..... |
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Madame Chipmunk Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-05
Posts 8296Michigan |
the comfort of cement with crack and brown paper bags of hope left slack in piles upon the memory float where little boys and girls once wrote of becoming, This reminds me of drawing on the sidewalk with chalk, when I was a kid... It has that warm feel of nostalgia... Another gorgeous write, Martie... ~ hugs of sidewalk chalk Lyra |
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Radrook Senior Member
since 2002-08-09
Posts 648 |
Very nice! You have great talent! God Bless! |
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