Thursday, August 23, 2012

It's A Lonesome Desert At Night Comments

Rating: 5.0

I stood in a phone booth
In the middle of the desert
And listened to it ring,
It sounded like some sad old song
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Smoky Hoss
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James Casey 29 August 2012

Isn't it odd that you picked a Phone Booth to be your oasis, The feeling of loeliness is certainly captured in your words. Asking and waiting to call the unknown oerson and not having the ecessary quarters to fulfill the job is an interesting take. As usual, nice write

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Heather Wilson 26 August 2012

Brilliant imagination, a very inspiring write, lovely.

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Eric Cockrell 25 August 2012

wow! a dream within a dream... as Poe would say... you opened the door, and let us in!

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Joseph Anderson 25 August 2012

Smoky- this poem is surounded in an aura of near mystical proporions that seem to transport me to scene and make me feel like I am experiencing it, also. Vivid and starkly revealing

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Valerie Dohren 24 August 2012

Beautiful poem Smoky, deep and meaningful write, and very inspired indeed.

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Constance K Yost 24 August 2012

Quite a different one from our Smoky this time. Hauntingly beautiful. Constance Yost

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Knight Fizzstorm 23 August 2012

The quest is never ending. Wonderful poem, sir.

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