Open Poetry #39 |
Silicon Values |
Red Member
since 2000-01-01
Posts 143Ca |
I arrived by way of a road -paved with bricks of freedom’s gold- green eyes reflecting stars reflecting the currency of my reach -I grasped polluted air- I abandoned beauty -of Northern Lights for smog filled nights- in Liberty’s name and now now now I wear blue contacts my red hair bleached blond silicon valley/silicon values Oh Canada How weary I am for home |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
Hello Red - what a nice write! enjoyed! sorry that you are homesick though ...tears at your heart and soul I know this feeling.. RDB |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
nice work Red I know this feeling too... |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I say be who you are...change your look only if you want to, but not just to fit in. I know how it is to miss home, I do. |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms red..the dirt is all the same, just different names..sounds like your mind is always home..enjoyed it ms |
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