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[aid] => mick
[title] => Journey to International
[time] => 2012-11-08 16:07:40
[hometext] => If you take the time to read this nice one,
[bodytext] => Our idea of a good evening is made clear with the faintest of smiles though I can't arrange my words or collect my thoughts The shadow of the sun's heat steams shifting patterns upon the dirty concrete people don't trust each other on these streets With the trains mad impetus we hurtle on in a frenzied blur, vivid fragments of life strike the eye At times we are free and beyond the de-accelerating days of burden when we trapse listlessly within irksome cycles and perfunctory routines at times we are free and we walk towards women and cold beer in peaceful awe of the rolling slumber of the sea and the moon bleached sand I give you the sad difference between hours laboured and time spent with friends thinking again of home........... I give you the smell of a fresh pack of fags artexed walls and battered front doors single pane windows crusty withered leaves scattered in the breeze the scraping sound of shovel meeting stone the squelch of wet grass beneath your feet only one square acre of greenbelt and on it; pylons, shopping trolleys and traffic cones The blast of serene sun upon the weed infested lawn engenders a hope, it flickers briefly those smoking embers ignite again, then die the sun surrenders, and the clouds regain control of the sky [comments] => 1 [counter] => 140 [topic] => 21 [informant] => flavellm [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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