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Nostalgia (Please read and critique :))
« on: December 24, 2012, 07:56:13 PM »
Days like this, I
I sit in the garden and pretend you're there.
The sun on my picnic blanket, while nature's green glow matures,
Blocking out the horror's of the world which I have known.
But now, I sit on the outside
looking in.
Think back to those days:
LSD, walking the streets, pro-choice
and undercurrents of punk.

The air was electric with revolution
and the night tasted of lust and
Cheap motels.
I was 50 for an hour and 10 every extra.
My life is a trail of 10s, full of those extra hours.
Green turned to red - always
waiting for /more./

Always holding on, blood slicked fingers
And in Summer's red glow
Roll back around.
« Last Edit: December 27, 2012, 10:51:49 AM by Alice, a Country Gal »

Offline StrangeMercy

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Re: Nostalgia (Please read and critique :))
« Reply #1 on: January 03, 2013, 08:37:00 AM »
I think most of this is too telling. I think the 'Sun on my picnic blanket' is a lovely image and the poem could do with more of these.

I like the idea of this and think you could work to make this a lot stronger piece.
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Re: Nostalgia (Please read and critique :))
« Reply #2 on: January 03, 2013, 11:05:22 AM »
Erm . . . slightly confused -- the N worked as a prostitute to fund a drug habit? I don't understand the blood-slicked fingers or who 'you' might me -- the old person the N used to be, a lover? With the reflection on the bad past it reads [from the title] that 'you' belongs in history and if the past was so bad, why would the N want to have fond memories of 'you'? Or is this ironic?

horror's ->>>> horrors [just a plural]

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Re: Nostalgia (Please read and critique :))
« Reply #3 on: January 05, 2013, 11:17:45 PM »
Not too bad.
No confusion here. Life was good, life turned bad, and memories of the good times.
Enjoyed the read.
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