Sidewalk Poem - 2009 - December
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Down the vanishing road we go In our semi-truck full of bright, spinning dreams. |
Kim Nuzzo
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I see all of those broken pieces Pull away in the rear view mirror |
Suzanne Bronson
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To look ahead, sometimes it’s necessary to look back |
David Totty
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But I fell, and the pavement skidded by, I blinked, suddenly, there was a field |
Harry Russell
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of dreams that lay ahead, each blade of grass, a visionary, that sang to me |
Kathryn Preston
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beyond the hand painted ‘No Trespassing’ sign, Arcing misspelled around a white-wall tire. A necklace for the barb-wire fence |
Steven R Williams
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In silence, absent of fondness, a sense of peaceful spirit. Perched upon the tallest post, a crows eye upon me. |
Chris Pfeifer
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Suddenly, I saw the broken pieces coming back together, and I was driving the semi truck through a clear blue sky that was a sea of dreams; that were coming true because I decided to see myself through the crow’s eye and believe. |
Marilyn MaC
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A guardian guiding me from darkness to light, deceptive and sly, keeper of knowledge, warning unseen forces, as nothing escapes the crow’s keen sight. |
Eileen Bradley
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by Webmaster on Thursday, December 31, 2009
