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    dots Submission Name: shedots

    Author: esterhzys
    ASL Info:    35/F/Texas
    Elite Ratio:    2.9 - 48/47/44
    Words: 214
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    She spent her days playing down the creek.
    Down behind the houses, climb the fence,
    push through the pine trees, tumble down the hill.
    Down there I was all alone, turning over rocks,
    and searching for snakes or frogs.
    I hear someone rustling through the trees.
    I look around there's no one I can see.
    She draws nearer too me,
    Am I not alone?
    This is someone I have pushed away many times before.
    Why does she keep coming back to me?
    It's time I face my fears.
    A little girl walks right by me. Skinned knees.
    She is a little chubby with matted and knotted thin blond hair.
    Her skin is darkened from the sunlight beating her all day
    and maybe some bruises and dirt.
    I followed her down the leaf covered path,
    I'm running after her.
    We are deep into the forest,
    I need to turn back, I am too afraid.
    But then she vanishes before my eyes.
    So, I return to the creek and flip the stones
    Catching water spiders.
    Maybe next time she won't run away and
    maybe next time I can face her

    Submitted on 2007-06-29 15:21:35     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Fascinating and highly, highly intriguing! This would make an excellent piece of fiction....you draw in the reader wonderfully, the poem is great in that it could mean many, many different things... bravo... bravo... bravo...
    | Posted on 2007-07-20 00:00:00 | by Algol46 | [ Reply to This ]
      oh wow, i realy like this poem!!! i wrote somethin kinda like this..but yeah i really like this lots...i also like how disriptive it is...you did a lovely job!!! good write good write!!!!
    | Posted on 2007-06-30 00:00:00 | by koolness | [ Reply to This ]

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