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City Street

Street
pulsates
under sky
scrapers, listen
To the city breathe 
blowing, huffing, puffing
hurry, push, eyes blankly stare
SCREAMS echoing in the alley 
go ignored in the sidewalk shuffle  
stench of urine, decay and APATHY


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 9, 2012
First place in Suit Yourself contest max 16 (Brian Strand)

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Carol Sunshine Brown

February 20, 2012 at 11:05 AM

Congratulations on the super win in ~Brian's~ "Suit Yourself" contest Rhonda. Love, Carol

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 21, 2012 at 1:35 PM

Thank you, Carol!

Connie Marcum Wong

February 18, 2012 at 5:57 PM

What an astute observation your last line brings to mind and how appropriate that your poem took top honors with such stiff competition. Congratulations!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 18, 2012 at 8:15 PM

Thank you, Connie! I appreciate the kind words. Blessings, Rhonda

Jonas L. Rozario

February 17, 2012 at 9:45 PM

Really a wonderful poem Rhonda...enjoyed much.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 18, 2012 at 8:16 PM

Thanks, Jonas!! Blessings, Rhonda

Jon Arno

February 17, 2012 at 6:32 PM

Fantastic win Rhonda! Great write. I enjoyed reading this work very much...Jon

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 18, 2012 at 8:16 PM

Thank you, Jon!!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

February 17, 2012 at 5:48 PM

Congrats Rhonda on a great first place win.. so great to see poets recycle entries for other contests.. good idea..way to go..luv..

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 17, 2012 at 7:42 PM

Thanks, Linda-Marie. I wasn't sure if it was right for your contest from the beginning. I even mentioned that to you. But I still liked it and didn't want to change it. My poem is descriptive, yes, but not the beauty you were looking for. LOL. Blessings and hugs, Rhonda

Samual Ronthorpe

February 17, 2012 at 1:50 PM

Rhonda, awesome etheree. Very insightful and well worded. well done. Congrats on winning 1st place in Brian's contest..........S.Ronthorpe

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 17, 2012 at 2:33 PM

Thanks so much, Samuel!

Lizanne Scholtz

February 17, 2012 at 1:31 PM

Congratulations on your wonderful win Rhonda, love Elizabeth

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 17, 2012 at 2:32 PM

Thank you, Elizabeth!

Olusegun Arowolo

February 17, 2012 at 11:46 AM

Nice write,Rhonda.Congratulations on your super win with this entry......Keep flying....

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 17, 2012 at 12:53 PM

Thank you, olusegun!

Andrea Dietrich

February 9, 2012 at 10:45 PM

wow, this is a GREAT etheree. I just love this form, Rhonda. One of my chapbooks is devoted entirely to etheree, and I can see YOU really know how to write them.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 9, 2012 at 11:25 PM

Thanks, Andrea. My first time writing one. I wasn't sure if I got it right. I'm feeling better about now thanks to you.

Robert Pettit

February 9, 2012 at 3:11 PM

This etheree appears to be describing the streets of Paris very well. I remember those public urinals out on the streets. Good write.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 9, 2012 at 5:49 PM

Thanks, Robert! I have not been to Paris, but I have heard about the urinals. It's amazing all the places we can go in our reading and writing. I do hope to see Paris someday. Blessings, Rhonda

Harry Horsman

February 9, 2012 at 7:06 AM

you sure do paint a picture here, a very truthful one as well. like this thoughtful poem, speaks volumes about a caring poet that wrote it. love this. harry

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 9, 2012 at 5:51 PM

Thank you, Harry. Your comments are very kind. I appreciate you reading my work. Blessings, Rhonda

Cyndi Macmillan

February 9, 2012 at 6:36 AM

WOW! Well done! I can see this right up at the top of the winner's list. The word apathy speaks volumns and you masterfully placed the word last... so that it echoes, sticks... sidewalk shuffle, great description. I wrote something horrible last night. The fear still prickles. Thanks for all your lovely comments. It is so nice to meet a mom who can identify with my days. Looking forward to reading more of your work. I spend to much time writing, not enough reading, commenting... HUGS Cyndi

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

February 9, 2012 at 4:39 PM

Thank you for commenting! I understand the time constraints. I have enough trouble finding the time to write. I want to go back and congratulate all the contest winners. I'm having trouble just thanking everyone who comments on mine. I am going to read your fear entry. I doubt it's horrible. Thanks for taking the time to read my poem today. Blessings, Rhonda

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