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

  • Johntee
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    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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    Thanks RLW! I hope you enjoyed the poem.

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

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  • Sister Greed
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    Me too, lunar glide.

  • lunar glide
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    Tin shed with pinholes for stars is an image ill always remember!

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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.

  • Sister Greed
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    Thank you Katray!

  • Sister Greed
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    Thank you ATL!

  • Katray
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    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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  • Bobby Del Boy
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    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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    My thanks to you below.

  • Sister Greed
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    Thank you, Tony, for your kind comment!

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  • Tony Grannell
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    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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  • AlexandratheLate
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    I could feel the tension and smell the stale air and sense of death. Great job SG.

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