Graffiti

I shall declare my presence, don't trample on me or scrub me out no more, I exist.* Graffiti Poetry Contest Edit added after judging to add clarity *Voice of the underclass à la 1980s inner city graffiti, which varied from tagging to political expression from people who found it difficult to feel seen and heard. Graffiti is now often admired as an art form, then it felt very much a dangerous sub culture. Existing at a time when similar types of artistic expression were heard through the punk music and fashion scene.

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Joanna Daniel

Date: 5/7/2023 3:51:00 AM

Great one, DD, congratulations:)

Di11y Da11y
Date: 5/7/2023 5:35:00 AM

Thanks Jo :)

Suzette Richards

Date: 5/6/2023 10:56:00 PM

Congratulations, DD, on your 3rd place win in my GRAFFITI contest with this personification of the wall. It is an inspiring message to all. Regards, Suzette

Suzette Richards
Date: 5/8/2023 10:03:00 PM

I appreciate the update of the notes. I remember the inner-city graffiti here as well. The voice of the voiceless. A powerful write, DD.

Di11y Da11y
Date: 5/7/2023 5:36:00 AM

It wasn't a personification of the wall though, it was the voice of the underclass

Di11y Da11y
Date: 5/6/2023 11:00:00 PM

Thanks Suzette

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/6/2023 7:24:00 PM

Not to be forgotten no matter how people try to marginalize you. The overpass speaks! Congratulations, D.D.!

Di11y Da11y
Date: 5/6/2023 10:12:00 PM

Thank you Kim - absolutely!

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 5/6/2023 1:03:00 PM

I like the assertiveness of this one DD. Congratulations on your win! :)

Di11y Da11y
Date: 5/6/2023 1:05:00 PM

Thanks Linda :)

Paul Willason

Date: 4/6/2023 5:40:00 PM

Now there is a statement said with force and volume. Clever. Good one to remember.

Di11y Da11y
Date: 4/6/2023 11:11:00 PM

Thanks Paul, I grew up in a poor area so felt there was this element around but perhaps mixed with futility (which I left out of the line). People wanting to leave their mark and having very few options. It's much more about art these days I think. Thanks for checking it out and your encouraging words