Friday, February 27, 2009

Barefoot Summer Comments

Rating: 4.9

Do you remember the calls home from behind the screen?
When our days were full of anything
Skinny, brown, half clothed without their consent
Feet as black as slate
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Pablo Cruise
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Indira Renganathan 08 April 2009

Good times are sweet times at later times to remember...good nostalgia

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Mamta Agarwal 06 April 2009

what a nostalgic write, makes one want to be young again. sensuous and refreshing. thanks Mamta

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 03 April 2009

What nostalgia- so bringing back my young days with people now gone - thank you for the memories coming to mind - Well written....Cindy

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Linda Winchell 01 April 2009

Barefoot summers, oh how well I remember those days. The feel of the sidewalks cement coolness on my young little feet, dancing in the puddles left from mornings rain. Wish I never had to grow up! Great poem again. God Bless, Linda

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Niq Castro 28 March 2009

It's like I've traveled through time, I can imagine everything that you had written... It sure inspires me to write more poems

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Fiona Davidson 24 March 2009

sure makes me want to take my shoes off Pablo...wonderful memories....10+++

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Shekhar Joshi 13 March 2009

I had forgotten it but your poem compelled me to take a journey backwards it feels so good thanks great work

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Sadiqullah Khan 13 March 2009

Yes, I do remember, I want to throw away my shoes. So well written,10

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Original Unknown Girl 13 March 2009

Sigh... this was a real sentimental journey. Thank you for jogging my memory. Good work here Pablo. HG: -) xx

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I always admire a poem when the title is reaffirmed in the last line and it worked beautifully. The questions were also an excellent idea as they allowed the reader not only to visualize your imagery but theirs as well as they used their memory and their perceptions. Great work! Karin Anderson

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Barry A. Lanier 12 March 2009

Actually in reading just the first two lines I had an epiphany..what I read was one thing and my thoughts yet another....in those days my days were filled with nothing (no agendas, ...no plans) yet there were completely filled....do you no what I mean...a beautiful non-complicated world in youth yet never a minute boring...

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Ravi A 12 March 2009

Your poem is enough to create the genuine air of olden days. I also felt like being with you.

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Eddie Roa 02 March 2009

The joys of boyhood are captured in this nostalgic poem. superb write.

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