Sunday, February 7, 2010

God At The Bus Stop Comments

Rating: 5.0

Walking at midnight
Fragile in the rain,
I watch the streetlamps sway
And the headlights gleam
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Uriah Hamilton
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Sandra Fowler 13 February 2010

My dear Uriah, this is exceptional. Great atmosphere, and beautiful, profound imagery that cannot fail to touch the souls of your readers. My applause. Always your friend, Sandra

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Amin H 07 February 2010

love representation of the city

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Mamta Agarwal 07 February 2010

rain, dark bars, loneliness- you build the mood and then the final lines... so touching; God at the bus stop thanks Mamta

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fleur de lys 07 February 2010

I can just picture you walking through the night surrounded with these thoughts dear Uriah. The image of the 'dark bars' and parking lots in the second verse would make anyone feel as intensely as you describe. Fine penning from a poet at the height of his powers.

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Joseph Poewhit 07 February 2010

Guess we all have our ticket - Heaven or Hell

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Callie Carroll 07 February 2010

This is excellent. EVERYTHING IS POETRY!

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