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Final
by Richard Reed Jr
copyright 04-27-2006


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
A Water Bucket
In a corner
Of a recently deserted house
Carries within it
A shrinking and
Drying out
Body of water
Which long ago
Came from it's mother earth

Water oozing from the earth
Lay in a well for years
Without ever flowing
Now it lays in a bucket
Where it stagnates
And becomes diseased

A water bucket
In the corner
of a recently deserted house
Someone picks it up
Carries it outside
And pours from it
slowly.....

During it's final pouring

It finally flowed






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05-05-2006 Leigh G.    

Very good... The comparison of a bucket of water to the life of a human is an interesting one. I liked this poem, and, there's always a time when we "flow." Or when we're finally set free after being locked away in a cage. Sometimes, it's harder to break from that cage, for the person who is keeping us in that cage is someone we deeply care for and is only trying to protect us. This was a good poem, no grammar errors that I could spot. Even though...nah, I'm pretty sure you spelled stagnates right. The flow and that sort kept the poem moving, even if it is on the short side...then again that might just be because my MSN suddenly shrunk all the font. Anyhow... Good work, keep writing.

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04-28-2006 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

Awww... to finally find fulfillment in the ending of it all. Kind of like the lover who basks in the pain of finally finding it all... before the fall. You should read the story of the man O'Hare airport was named after.. and the story of his father... and how he died... and what he died for... and why he chose to testify agains't Al Capone. Sigh... to find ahievement in the last breath. You know, sometimes I get a LOT out of your works... and then I wonder... is that even what he meant or intended? LOL. I'f I'm way off base, let me know, k? LOL

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04-28-2006 Regina Pate    

Well, is a very deep subject, writters block sux, who is your muse my friend, but more importantly who abandoned you, maybe I'm wrong so let me know, Great write, good job, thanks,

Gina
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