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Array ( [sid] => 45520 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Somewhere To Run [time] => 2004-04-30 00:42:28 [hometext] => Group Writes are started in the forums, and once finished added here. Please feel free to join in, or contact the moderators for more information. (The poem is set out with the contributing author's name above their contribution to this group write.) [bodytext] => A poetic dialogue, written by The Schroedmeister and Neptunes First

So you want to see strife?
Just take a stroll down
An Atlanta street on a cold
Day,
Careful not to trip
On a bunch of rags thay
You'll see's a man

I never said I wanted to
I walk there everyday
I'm careful where I step, down there
From him, I step away

Close your eyes and listen
To the cold rain,
Bundled in your jacket
You might never feel the
racket

I may never feel his pain
I hope I never hear it fall
For now, I'll just drown out his plight
With a whistle in the squall

Look in to the window of a
Stephens Street abode,
Gaze into the saddened eyes
Of a pain you'll never know

Perhaps its just too glazed with frost
Or perhaps its me who's glazed
Frosted, deadened to the cost
of compassion's warming gaze

60 scratch off tickets that
Only yield two bucks,
ANd no one there to stop
Him, to say he's out of luck....

I'd buy him luck with pennies
would they fall into his hat
But would I find my penance, thus
In giving, eyes wide shut . . ?

* * *

Between closed blinds

Between my thoughts

I bow my head,

Which he has fraught

I breathe my sigh,

I leave my change

I lose my mind,

I'm feeling strange

And like the man I

Unlike the man,

Choose to remind

I'll Leave it behind,

Myself of what I’ll

Choose to forget

Leave behind when I

Selflessly regret

Leave this home,

And retreat to find,

This street,

My road, where

This town,

I can walk there -

And return to my

Home. Return me home to

Lucky life abound,

My life I've known

I myself am poor,

I am not sure

I know,

I think I know,

But unlike him,

I'm not like him, because . . .

I’ve somewhere to go.

I've somewhere to run. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 362 [topic] => 45 [informant] => YPDC_Group_Writes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => group )

Somewhere To Run

Contributed by YPDC_Group_Writes on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 12:42:28 AM in AEST
Topic: group

A poetic dialogue, written by The Schroedmeister and Neptunes First

So you want to see strife?
Just take a stroll down
An Atlanta street on a cold
Day,
Careful not to trip
On a bunch of rags thay
You'll see's a man

I never said I wanted to
I walk there everyday
I'm careful where I step, down there
From him, I step away

Close your eyes and listen
To the cold rain,
Bundled in your jacket
You might never feel the
racket

I may never feel his pain
I hope I never hear it fall
For now, I'll just drown out his plight
With a whistle in the squall

Look in to the window of a
Stephens Street abode,
Gaze into the saddened eyes
Of a pain you'll never know

Perhaps its just too glazed with frost
Or perhaps its me who's glazed
Frosted, deadened to the cost
of compassion's warming gaze

60 scratch off tickets that
Only yield two bucks,
ANd no one there to stop
Him, to say he's out of luck....

I'd buy him luck with pennies
would they fall into his hat
But would I find my penance, thus
In giving, eyes wide shut . . ?

* * *

Between closed blinds

Between my thoughts

I bow my head,

Which he has fraught

I breathe my sigh,

I leave my change

I lose my mind,

I'm feeling strange

And like the man I

Unlike the man,

Choose to remind

I'll Leave it behind,

Myself of what I’ll

Choose to forget

Leave behind when I

Selflessly regret

Leave this home,

And retreat to find,

This street,

My road, where

This town,

I can walk there -

And return to my

Home. Return me home to

Lucky life abound,

My life I've known

I myself am poor,

I am not sure

I know,

I think I know,

But unlike him,

I'm not like him, because . . .

I’ve somewhere to go.

I've somewhere to run.

Copyright © YPDC_Group_Writes ... [ 2004-04-30 00:42:28]
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Re: Somewhere To Run (User Rating: 1 )
by Vitreous_Soul on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 05:03:31 AM AEST
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Very intriguing structure, I love the back-and-forth nature of the final part of the piece; made it feel like a piece of music, broken into movements.

Awesome theme, and superb imagery. You two did very well on this.

Truly,
-V.S.

Re: Somewhere To Run (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Friday, 30th April 2004 @ 09:20:10 AM AEST
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This is very well written... great job guys!

Re: Somewhere To Run (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Sunday, 2nd May 2004 @ 12:37:49 PM AEST
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this is amazing, just like V.S said the end is brilliant, so clever, i am in awe, i would never be able to accomplish something like this. brilliant write. phil xxx

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