In my mind,
I value the Easter Sunday life:
Of the spring sunrise,
Well, some of us can't take place in the Easter Parade, but a peek at it is always nice - before we go back to unmade bed. I admire your gift. It seems that beauty is hurting you into song. It's worth it. I found much to envy in this write. (Why didn't I say that?)
Wow, powerful message... that's all we can do is keep searching for meaning in the time we have left.
Wonderfully written. The last three lines really pack a powerful punch.
Very well written! You are an extremely vivid writer.
wow uriah, this is so amazing...honestly, I'm at a loss for words..
this was extremely vivid, and strong but i thought your last stanza was underdeveloped for such a well-written piece. could just be me.
This is brilliant. Like many of your poems, it has a gritty 'urban' feel. Kindof reminds me of American movies.. like Dirty Harry or Streets of San Francisco. Makes me long to buy a hotdog from one of those guys who sell hotdogs by the side of the road and see those things you describe.. Brilliant vibrations of life! I love!
Uriah, mon ami, you're a drummer with a different and positive beat. Good to read, never trite, and never boring. Cheers, Jerry
this is a raw look at human life and a great write your talent shine like the sun
keep up the great work uria
Warm regards Allan
I am always suprised when you write of such things. Very vivid. It is such a contrast to the beauty and love you convey through most of your writing. I'm amazed at your ability to see such beauty that you normally write about while living among such things. (Since we are practically neighbors!) Take care, Sincerely, Mary
Very dark....maybe a little shock to some....But very true.
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