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An old Man
By BoyBackFromWar
Up on the hill,
above this little town
an old man stands,
watching his home
for the last time.
The winds have brought
heavy, grey clouds
full of lead rain.
All the memories
of the past times are
being swallowed
by the burning houses.
Red rivers are now
flooding the streets.
With tears in his
eyes he turns around,
and disappears into the mist.
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On Tuesday, March 8, 2016, Slingnasty
(138)
wrote:
Very moving. I really like the imagery. Writing from dark memories that you can't turn the light switch off! Well wrought!! Ty for sharing. Keep pouring it out.
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On Monday, March 14, 2016, BoyBackFromWar
(16) wrote:
Thank you so much for the encouragement.
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On Sunday, March 6, 2016, Broken doll
(15) wrote:
Sad and powerful, thank you for sharing
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On Monday, March 14, 2016, BoyBackFromWar
(16) wrote:
Thank you for the feedback.
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On Sunday, March 6, 2016, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703) wrote:
Excellent way to capture the emotions and pain of moving off into the mist... I read something recently that used the device of an 80 year old couple being evicted that powerfully brought to mind the futility of everything we work for and cherish, being someone else's trash...in the end leaving nothing and being left with nothing. This reminded me of that scene, in that it is powerful and tangible in its simplicity. Ciao, T/S
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On Monday, March 14, 2016, BoyBackFromWar
(16) wrote:
Thank you for the feedback. It is actually inspired by a similar thing that happened to a person that has been very close to me.
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