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Scotty Dogg

Rookie - 72 Points (Don't rightly remember. They always called me Dogg / The Potato Fields, Indiana)

Dig it, Baby


Crawling towards the round spot of light,
(a spot light)
in the middle of the floor; (everything
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  • Rookie - 155 Points Ellias Aghili (8/15/2012 4:29:00 AM)

    nice...The ending is fantastic. this poem has a shark pointing. the pointing is to the past time. the people of past that their dairies are in the depth part of our minds.
    well done. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (7/3/2012 1:17:00 PM)

    obscure yet intriguing... i found this to be maybe the development from birth to adult and progressing to having the overwhelming desire to learn writing through the almost regression to past writers... i have the horrible feeling i am way off course but thats how i read this work...love how you built up to a faster more urgent pace...tyvm karen (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ellen Shaw (4/8/2012 6:54:00 PM)

    I love how this poem gets deeper as you read on and then ends in a light hearted way. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points C. Cruz (12/20/2011 6:30:00 PM)

    'You dig like a backhoe in chocolate ice cream, ... Past: Edger Allen Poe, Dante, Mr. Cummings, Ted Williams, American Indians.' A very effective archeology of words and feelings! Thanks. (Report) Reply

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