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Dust Mights

The sands of time swirl about the streets fleeing sunset fearful of a darkness looming in each daybreak. ©8/27/2018 For End August Premiere 2018 – Poetry contest

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Gregory Richard Barden

Date: 8/29/2018 5:38:00 PM

Yeah, this is exquisite and going into my favs ... you never waste words, (and I never waste time reading your work), and utilize phrasing in a way that creates the most imagery with the least amount of words - THAT is an art form, in my opinion, and you have mastered it. Divine and darkly delirious - love this! :-)

John Lawless
Date: 8/29/2018 11:56:00 PM

It has been said that: "Brevity is the soul of wit". i always love the challenge of painting a picture with the fewest brush(or pen) strokes. thank you for your uplifting comment.It has been said that: "Brevity is the soul of wit". i always love the challenge of painting a picture with the fewest brush(or pen) strokes. thank you for your uplifting comment.

Winged Warrior

Date: 8/29/2018 9:45:00 AM

Nicely crafted John...great mood created...I need a drink, to much dust lol...love & light...^WW^

John Lawless
Date: 8/29/2018 11:51:00 PM

...there's a nice place on the corner under the flickering streetlight

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 8/29/2018 7:26:00 AM

Hmmm, brooding piece John. Stirring. Good luck in the contest, xomo

John Lawless
Date: 8/29/2018 11:50:00 PM

Well Mo, having grown up in the city I have a fascination with the movements on the streets in the eeriness of evenings