Saturday, February 2, 2008

A Ballad Of Wasted Years Comments

Rating: 4.1

I have walked through tougher Harlem where few strangers dare to go
And I've been in London City in the rain and in the snow
And I've worked in inner Melbourne in the searing summer heat
And believe me if I tell you I have earned the bread I eat.
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Francis Duggan
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louis rams 14 December 2023

I feel like a speçk od dust next to you and you give me the urge ro continue b to write

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Keith Brown 24 April 2020

A year is never wasted if it provides even only one memory, great poem and a bit of a message

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Gerald 13 September 2019

very useful and sagacious. Thanks

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Prabir Gayen 23 June 2019

Very beautiful poem dear poet..... thanks////

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Richard D Remler 21 February 2019

This is very good. A precise and potent mix of experience and reality. Well done. tyfs

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Lemon 06 May 2018

Can I please ask what’s the theme of this Poem. Its amazing

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Peter Stavropoulos 18 March 2018

Lovely write, Francis. I really enjoyed it. It pulled the heart strings. Looking forward to reading more of your work.

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Cassandra Macgibbon 15 February 2018

an amazing poet wow!

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Terry Craddock 01 January 2017

I have walked through tougher Harlem where few strangers dare to go And I've been in London City in the rain and in the snow And I've worked in inner Melbourne in the searing summer heat And believe me if I tell you I have earned the bread I eat.' once I believed change, changing jobs travel though working was better than a holiday, I did four long years time chained in place to one job as an apprentice, freedom called long and hard

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Richard Wlodarski 14 November 2016

Awesome! Your words were conjuring images of Maya Angelou and Joan Baez. The same way that I love reading and listening to them, I will continue enjoying your poetry. Thank you so much for sharing such pain and such strength.

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Saint Cynosure 04 September 2016

Francis has poets we have the toughest job, pleasing our readers daily... Blessings, Saint.

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Joe Hughes 12 July 2016

A lovely change of style for you Francis. I love the lilt and bouncing rhythm of this beautiful poem . Having worked in trade unions for much of my life I can identify with all of the sentiments which you express here. I was always on the pocket line and manning the demonstrations and speaking endlessly to the media on the subject of poor pay for NHS workers. Marvellous and so much more of your work to enjoy. Thank you.

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Louis Rams 16 June 2016

we are but mere commoners working for a wage, as we are torn apart with bitterness and rage. others reap the rewards as we slave day and night just to put food on the table doing what we think is right. many are on welfare claiming disability, and driving big Cadillacs- this I just can't see.

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Susan Williams 09 March 2016

Absolutely well-written poem here. You know what, the heck with commenting on it, I'm going to go read it again and again..

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Liza Sudina 15 October 2015

You are a very talented poet! a big story of your life! you know - our life is endless (I have a faith) - and this faith should make you fly over all sorrows and their sympathies or antisympathies. and not the whole world is laughing at you! I'm not laughing at all! I feel compassion. all the unjustness - will be punished by God!

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Phyllis Strong 22 February 2015

This is a great poem; I enjoyed it so much that I had to read some of his other poems. He’s a very talented poet.

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Phyllis Strong 22 February 2015

This is a great poem; I enjoyed it so much that I had to read some of his other poems. He’s a very talented poet.

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Brian Stafford 22 February 2015

Alas, we are all children of chance, the victims of circumstance. well done.

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Edward Clapham 22 February 2015

I respect this man: he ploughs his own furrow, and asks for nothing from the common purse. Yet he has earnt it: it s not sympathy, but respect of a life lived hard.

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Godfrey Morris 13 February 2015

I love this poem the rhythm is perfect flows like a song. Great write great poem.

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