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in one way, out the next

Green glass litters

behind maintenance fence,
more than likely a tossing from college cars.

my visits here

fills senses like scent,

seeing as this becomes shortcut to bars.

 

Passing through sober,

making humor of font,

such lousy graffiti to grace bricks.  A shame.

Yet after six Tom Collins,

and hardware romp,

I open the spray-cans, and re-paint your name.

 

A contest entry

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  • Jbthemilker
    April 13, 2008

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    Thank you for your contribution

    The image your poem brings to mind is one I am afraid of. You did an excellent job of pulling up an image in my mind’s eye. It was the dread of such things that keeps you from scoring in the point winner category. Thank you for placing this entry in my very first poetry contest.


  • individuality gold member
    April 11, 2008

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    i like the imagery in the first line broken glass footsteps. and then the movement with cars. good visuals with scent too in the third line, i like it i can almost smell it. not too sure with the fourth line with as this become shortcut, that sounds like a word is missing. passing through sober, that would be better said as passing through sobriety i think. i like the graffitti imagery. ah drink, i know the way well. a good ending with the return to graffit. a good poem.