City lights fall upon silent streets,
they huddle in yesterday's rags
of doorways and park benches
hiding from the chill of eyes of disgust
that the day light brings,
longing to stay shadow people of the night.
A contest entry
- 30-40 words of Brilliance #22 by AutumnGypsy.
550 points, ended November 2, 2008, 11 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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well done . . congrats on the bronze !!
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This is superb, I was hoping someone might take this angle on the prompt and see something different in it, than a romantic piece. Best to you in the contest
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Wonderfully worded and expressed.
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shadow people...
that is exactly how they perceive themselves
applause
I love this one
hugs Moony
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