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City of Gulls

Cities churn like a raging sea of gulls Where fear becomes a broken unchained door The mask of hunger covers every skull Fighting for scraps tossed on a dirty floor Buildings stand, some falling where streets collide and garbage decays still in blinded sight Where change is nothing, its where death abides, to disturb hate, born by a cities plight Children play where glass always lay shattered and homeless snore on every darkened street Among the crowd women whose clothes are tattered Find life lifeless when a child's death defeats Far from the rubble and city's broken walls Greedy men of oath sit, toss scraps to gulls 5/1/15

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 11/10/2016 12:46:00 PM
Congrats Frederic, for your WIN with this wonderful piece!!! ;-)
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Date: 11/8/2016 7:55:00 AM
Hi Frederic, Congratulations on your wining write: -) Alexis
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Date: 11/7/2016 9:49:00 PM
Frederic, congratulations on your win Hugs Eve
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Date: 11/7/2016 11:30:00 AM
You have expressed well a very dark landscape of life with vivid imagery. Congratulations.
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Date: 11/7/2016 9:51:00 AM
Powerful metaphors in your sad and dark, but well-written Sonnet, Frederic. This is an excellent take on the 'saints and sinners' theme. Congratulations on your fine placement in the contest. Sandra
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Date: 8/6/2016 2:27:00 PM
This is a timely sonnet, filled with the sad truths of our society. The volta at the end is so powerful !!! Well done, Frederic !!
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Date: 8/6/2016 8:19:00 AM
A truly powerful piece. For me one of my personal favorites so far. Congrats on a fine win.
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Date: 8/6/2016 2:10:00 AM
Frederic, Congratulations on your wonderful win. Stop by my blog "BOSSY COW." if you'd like, enjoy my sheer, simple madness. Hugs ~LINDA~
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Date: 5/25/2015 11:45:00 PM
Riveting. Had to read again. You care deeply. I feel the same way when I read this as when I read The Great Puppeteer by Wally Flint, another Soup poet. 7 and congrats, Frederic!
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Date: 5/22/2015 1:18:00 PM
Frederic, Congratulations on your win. Love LINDA
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Date: 5/19/2015 2:23:00 PM
Such a powerful write Frederic many congrats on your win:-) Hugs Jan xx
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Date: 5/19/2015 1:55:00 PM
Frederic, congratulations on your spirit win poem. SKAT love :)
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Date: 5/5/2015 5:38:00 PM
wow, this one is powerful writing and deserves a win, Frederic! I love it.
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Date: 5/5/2015 6:21:00 AM
Oooh! This sonnet packs quite a punch, Frederick! Your description of society's ills is strikingly vivid. Then when I got to the last two lines, the hairs on my arms stood up. Nothing short of brilliant if you can give me goose bumps. (Jameis was picked by the Tampa Bay Bucs. Saw a photo of him grinning with a pile of crab legs on his table. The Bucs need help, but if he screws up in the pros he'll probably crawl back to another college.) Take care, Carolyn
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Frederic Parker
Date: 5/5/2015 5:56:00 PM
jameis got the crab legs from one of the captains from deadliest catch as a thank you for helping in a charity event, he was just saying thanks, I have no problem with it..
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Carolyn Devonshire
Date: 5/5/2015 6:22:00 AM
Yo, Frederic, this is a fave for me. Gotta admire your "spirit."

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