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Reflection On A Wet Sunday |
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By Talisker
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16 September 2007 |
A fool was I to miss the here and now,
distracted by the wiles of there and then.
A million moments passed unseen,
like motorway traffic in a dream,
under the bridge of my cognition.
And there was I staring, rather blankly,
at a road map, upside down.
Oli 16/09/07
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Written by Phil (6963 comments posted) 16th September 2007 | A simple but universal piece that all should be able to access and relate to. This would sit well with your poem: To all the poems that I've forgot. (I think it was called.)
Line five broke the rhythm for me. Deliberate?
Liked it.
Phil | made me smile
Written by no1butClo (341 comments posted) 16th September 2007 | like this piece oli, seriously can't find anything to fault about it.
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Written by stevetroster (1600 comments posted) 16th September 2007 | Oli.
Although the subject matter of your poetry is not always to my liking, there is no doubting the quality of your compositions. However, this piece; along with Tattooed Vampire, managed to hit my rather *obscure/surreal/vague/G (*delete as applicable) spot, a chuckle as well, so well done.
All the best (and I hope the champagne keeps flowing your way for another three games),
Steve.
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