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  • Sleeping With A Murderer

    The wall heater fan blows

    Through nicotine covered blades

    Comfort and disgust

    Howard sleeps in the other room

    A murderer




    I have a voice

    That drowns in feeble attempts

    To find common ground

    Prison talk

    Wears my spirit down




    Keys dangle and jangle

    With con stories followed by

    A con laugh

    Followed by con stories

    Rat tat tat

    He reeks of felon in my home




    A shaved head

    His battle with bladder cancer

    Eyes behind coke bottles dancing

    The ultimate hustler

    A tin shed with pinholes for stars




    Is where I found him

    Drip drops the rain on penetentiary scars

    Two cats and a storage shed

    Walt Disney collectibles

    And stained glass butterflies




    One sits on my window sill

    Watching for danger


  • #2
    Strewth, Sister, you've graced the Zone with a real wonder here. The repetition of 'con', the knowing music of 'reeks of felon' and battle/bladder and 'pinholes for stars', the whole fifth stanza....oodles of poetic goodness here. Simply brilliant, Sister Greed. I love this poem. If I could write like this I'd die happy.
    Last edited by grant hayes; 12-03-2017, 07:58 PM. Reason: Corrected Stewth to Strewth

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    • Sister Greed
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      Grant, my response is below. I’m honored.

  • #3
    Grant, I’m beaming from ear to ear! Thank you. I respect you so much, a comment like yours is overwhelming. Thank you.

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    • #4
      I could feel the tension and smell the stale air and sense of death. Great job SG.

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      • Sister Greed
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        Thank you ATL!

    • #5
      Hello Sister Greed, Oh, so cold and hard a haunting emanates from this most splendid poem. Chandleresque, though aptly, without the smoothness. The profound doggedness to capture the scars of the scene makes this poem extraordinary. Very well done indeed. Fond regards, Tony.

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      • Sister Greed
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        My thanks to you below.

    • #6
      Thank you, Tony, for your kind comment!

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      • #7
        I can only second, third and fourth what the above giants have expressed. A part of me wishes this never touched your imagination. Do you get what I’m saying?

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        • Sister Greed
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          Bobby Del Boy, thank you for your awesome comment. I get what you’re saying...I think. I hate to be presumptuous. I had a moment like that with one of Grant’s poems.

      • #8

        Powerful imagery, Sister; the main character feels fearsome yet so vulnerable. And a sense of kindness or assistance extended often being related to unease, even hints of danger - a truism that is present in such situations yet buried or unacknowledged. You own the clarity! Very nice read.

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        • Sister Greed
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          Thank you Katray!

      • #9
        Tin shed with pinholes for stars is an image ill always remember!

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        • Sister Greed
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          Me too, lunar glide.

      • #10
        Not sure what to add - your words paint pictures - with power.

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        • #11
          Thanks RLW! I hope you enjoyed the poem.

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          • #12
            Enjoy is too soft a word
            for your verses. Made
            thoughtful by the truth
            and harshness of the
            visions they encompass
            is how I respond.

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            • Sister Greed
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              Wow. Thank you Johntee. Thank you.
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