Monday, January 30, 2006

Chocolates And Tears And Crazy Years Comments

Rating: 4.1

What about tonight I said?
The big box in the window
My mum is short on money again
I feel that it's a sin though
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Karen Sinclair 19 July 2012

gorgeous, made me see a Hovis lad sneaking through the shop door, a bitter sweet write tyvm...karen

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David Gerardino 17 February 2012

very good, dungan, i can see your words........................

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Andrew Blakemore 30 July 2009

A great write Duncan, a wonderful story containing a moral message. We all know that it's wrong to steal and yet this case is tempered by the fact that he did it out of love for his mother. Best wishes, Andrew

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Cindy Kreiner Sera 01 June 2009

A wonderful write Duncan - it was done for the right reason not self gain - you did pay a price - fear! Mum enjoyed her gift - I would forgive you

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Duh Huh 30 March 2009

I like your poem, when we are young, we make our mistakes even when we are old we make our mistakes, but at least when we are young we have an excuse lol. Your poem took me to when i was a child, my bro and i would get in trouble and he would stay away from my mom all day till she forgot, i would just go in and take my punishment so i could enjoy the rest of my day lol. :) very well done, thank you for sharing.

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Brian Dorn 13 November 2006

An intriguing tale of moral dilema and internal conflict... it certainly makes you think? It may be looked back on with regret, but at the time, a loving (though illegal) gesture. Certainly forgivable, I'd say. Great write, Duncan! Brian

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Charles Garcia 14 February 2006

Great reminder of my youth. Especially Valentines day, as I used to raid Mom tripple decker box of Choclates that Dad used to buy her, than I would rearrange the remainder to show that nothing missing. until the box was low on treats than harder to disguise. Dad and Mom, long gone but never forgoten on Valentines Day. Charles Garcia

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Ivy Christou 12 February 2006

such a endearing poem.. not because you stole something but because you knew on your own that it was the wrong thing to do even if it was shown to be for a noble cause.. Well done! HBH

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Emma Johnson 12 February 2006

What breath-taking candour!

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Gina Onyemaechi 02 February 2006

Another 'not-a-single-glance-away' write. And I just love the title. Kind regards, Gina.

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Ernestine Northover 31 January 2006

A criminal mind Eh! ! ! A great story from way back, and one that sticks in the mind for a very long time. Nifty poem. Love Ernestine XXX

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Shannon Chapel 30 January 2006

Duncan, It was the title that caught my eye (it's fabulous, by the way) , but the tale itself is what held me. This is a great piece of work, Duncan. A 10 from me. Shannon

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Mary Nagy 30 January 2006

Aww, I don't know whether you would deserve a hug......or a spankin'. :) This is very sweet Duncan, even though you were stealing, your heart was in the right place. Very nice. Sincerely, mary

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Lawrence S. Pertillar 30 January 2006

An introspective from a time where our intentions seem to be correct, however...our minds seem to be on another when the deed is done! I got several images from this, Duncan! I enjoyed reading this. L

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Charles Chaim Wax 30 January 2006

a fine poem subtle and complicated the need to give balanced by the urge to take all done with a smile and a bit of wisdom to end this wonderful narrative

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