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    dots Submission Name: Sun Spotdots

    Author: JanePlane
    ASL Info:    125/F/everyplane
    Elite Ratio:    6.77 - 417/433/131
    Words: 106
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    Sun Spot

    I built this place up while I was sequestered mountaintop
    I made it out to be a paradise with palms and white sand
    blue skies all the time

    and put from my mind the Walgreens
    and smell of gasoline at every major intersection

    the girls in too short shorts with too small babes in arms and
    bruised legs
    the vacant eyes of barflies and abandoned grandmoms
    waiting at crosswalks

    but last night as I sipped wine in my best friend's garden
    a breeze blew and jasmine tickled my nose
    and in its scent I found home again

    Submitted on 2012-04-03 01:09:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Home is where the heart is challenged? And wins?
    | Posted on 2012-07-02 00:00:00 | by Glen Bowman | [ Reply to This ]
      You remind me of how things were years ago when I built a home in the mountains above Boulder Creek. Thinking of it makes me want it again. Now Walgreens is just a block away and the air ain't too good either. Thanks for the memory, Jane - Jim
    | Posted on 2012-05-17 00:00:00 | by my shadow | [ Reply to This ]
      Friends sipping wine in a garden, life doesn't get much better than that.
    | Posted on 2012-04-07 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      Those girls with their itty bitty babies & itty bitty shorts are simply everywhere. I am thinking there is some sort of pandemic happening.

    I really like the title. I though you might have gone all space-y on us, but no, this is very earth-bound with a sun spot being that place of warmth.

    What is also great is how you start off with this fantasy place, then bring us back to reality, though it's a recent one really -- kinda like looking around & seeing what the world has come to in a very short time. Both places are foreign, but then it ends with that familiarity. There will always be those little respites.

    & how a scent can take us back, give us that same feeling all over again.
    | Posted on 2012-04-04 00:00:00 | by Santi | [ Reply to This ]
      Where have you been all my yesterdays?

    This one wreaks of Pinellas County Florida. The not-so-fit mothers. The palm trees and white sand. The drug-stores on the corner of every busy road. The nostalgia.

    I know this isn't really the intended purpose of the poem, but smells really do it for me. Nothing is more nostalgic than a familiar smell. Every time I smell a cut banana i'm right back to 10th grade, sitting on my bus next to Maria who ate a banana every morning. Fresh cut grass reminds me of my childhood in the Summer-time. Scents are the best, and the last line is how I know this is a nostalgia piece.

    I've been wanting to leave my hometown, just so I can go back.

    Welcome back, Jane.

    | Posted on 2012-04-03 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      i believe that these kinda sun spots are a necessary. a necessary to survival of the soul. these moments, though small, have the capacity to fill when all seems almost hopeless or ugly.

    i am glad that you captured that moment as it makes me realize my own.
    | Posted on 2012-04-03 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ]

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