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Ghost Town Memories

While wand'ring ghost town scenes of memories Loose mind like shutters bang in channeled thoughts Old haunting spirits restless and distraught Now roam deserted streets like tumbleweeds Dirt devils funnel, scattering dead seeds As rattling chains of broken bonds stretch taut Dark tortured faceless shadows, though not sought Appear in screenless windows taunting me Behind saloons in alleys where we played Lie trash cans spilled of hope and broken dreams Discarded remnants of relationships Have all but disappeared from time's decay Those youthful days spent by the sun dried stream Are now recalled in silent somberness an original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/22/2016 4:46:00 PM
Very nice write. Vivid. It got windy and overcast here for a few minutes.
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Daniel Turner
Date: 3/22/2016 4:52:00 PM
Thank you, Tom. I hear ya, seems as if clouds come out of nowhere these days. Hope you are having a great day. Peace my friend:)
Date: 3/22/2016 4:14:00 PM
You could fool me that you had a hard time with this one. Good work DT, I enjoyed the read..
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Daniel Turner
Date: 3/22/2016 4:23:00 PM
Thank you, Charlie. Had to rewrite this one about 6 times. I am trying to leave out all of the filler words that give a sonnet it's flow and it can be very challenging to say the least. I appreciate your kind comments. Peace my friend:)
Date: 3/22/2016 3:57:00 PM
Very nice sonnet DT...I'm not leaving, I was just having one of those days. I'm much better today.
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Date: 3/22/2016 4:00:00 PM
I am glad you are not leaving and am happy you are better. It's great to see your smile! This was a hard sonnet to write! I appreciate your kind comments. I'm always a click away my friend. Peace:):)

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