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Tattered Curtains
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Tattered Curtains |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
The tattered curtains, swaying like an old drugged whore, Once gave privacy, but hides nothing anymore, Children did played there, now the time of play has passed Only rats scurry midst the pile of trash and glass; When tomorrow comes so comes demolition ball, With trucks to carry soon there’ll be nothing at all But tonight it stands with a single candlelight Cooking a white horse to ride her veins through the night, Blood rushes pleasure as she staggers to the street Leaning on the lamp with a far off smile to greet. Cars streaking by her can’t see her of yesterday Just bruised skin and bone as they quickly speed away. Morning finds her there since she’s nowhere else to go, She had a somewhere, in a sometime long ago, But the trucks are there, to take all to the landfill, The tattered curtains, blow away to where they will On warm summer breeze, just another gutter bit, To clog the street drains when the next thunderstorms hit. Before the setting sun it is a smooth vacant lot The work quickly done, the place can now be forgot; In the warm twilight she shakes as if November She had a somewhere, if she could just remember, Mind and body gone, she walks though can barely stand To find her white horse, with silver spoon in her hand; The curb make her fall the gutter becomes her bed, Beside a parked car, tattered curtains for her head. Another morning and she’s not there to be found, Just a rag and spoon, left there laying on the ground. Gloom |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Professor, Excellent, one of your best.  |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Seymour, Pleased you enjoyed Gloom |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Your first line set the tone, a vivid construct, or should I say deconstruction? Your words tumble nicely, Prof. I bought my share of mistakes so I might see some interest. |
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Nightshade 
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Morning finds her there since she’s nowhere else to go, She had a somewhere, in a sometime long ago, Very sad write Professor. You write well of the lonely, one way street called Drug Abuse. Very well done and going into my library. hugs, Chris "At one glance |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Sad, that this scene is played out all too often. A good write, Professor. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
sad...so sad, I love it |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Dearest Gloomy one, This is a beautifully sad story of someone I am truly glad I am not. Well done. Susan C. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Professor, you often show the less than beautiful side of life--and that is a good thing. You cast a light where it is often needed. You expose the invisible, the unseen and the hidden. You are a keen observer of life--and death. Love & Light, EA |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Well, this is the first I've actually read from you, Professor, and I just loved it!  |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
One of my greatest wishes is to someday see those streets but then again I do - through your descriptive poetry. This was simply a spectacular piece of writing. |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Chanson (mfff), Seems my construction of rhyme is often of Destruction of society, Glad you liked the tumble. Thank you, Nightshade, My city ranks High in drug abuse, Crack and Heroin the primary offenders, And I know these streets well enough by looking out my barred windows, Pleased you liked the look with me. Thank you, Midnitesun, Far too often, appreciate you taking the time to respond Thank you, passing shadows Thank you, Susan, I am also glad it is not you and that you took the time to respond, Unfortunately this is about a real person. Thank you, Earth Angel, T’is true, my view are often not the pretty one, But I’m not a particular pretty person, but one of the shadows, So I see this side all the time. Pleased you enjoyed the view Thank you, Kaoru, You honor me with your praise You’ll find my subject matter gloomy But I do attempt to write with some style. Thank you, Mysteria, Let me know, I’ll be your guide young lady. Gloom |
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