Debbie Duncan Poet Dramatic Verse

Market Place

When I am afraid 
I close my eyes 
I hear a sweet symphony 
A thousand music tunes 
All at once coming through
Young girl in the market 
Yes, that's me, all alone 
 Eyes all full of mystery 
As I sing away the loneliness 
They say the most awful things 
But I hear violins when I close my eyes 
As I fly off to the center of my sun 
So I cannot be hurt by anything 
This wicked world as done 
Young boy in the marketplace 
He's taken by the men 
As he wakes, can't remember anything 
 They break the most beautiful  things 
But I hear violins when I shut my eyes 
And fly off to the center of the sun 
So I cannot be hurt by anything 
This wicked world has done 
As I look into your eyes 
I'm at the center of my sun 
The boy in the marketplace 
Sees the girl all alone 
Have you lost your way home?
I look up, I hear his voice singing.
I hear sweet symphonies in his words.
As I look into his eyes 
I'm at the center of my sun
And I cannot be hurt by anything 
Of what this wicked world has done!

11   12    2012      10pm   Monday

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Dave Timperley April 21, 2014 at 5:56 AM Enjoyed this Debbie. I've got one in foetus mode about hurting, This may kickstart me into finishing it soon. God Bless. D.

Don Johnson January 14, 2013 at 3:25 PM you suffered the market place and almost remember ...but you escape in the music for one... Debbie Duncan January 14, 2013 at 8:22 PM Thank you Don ;}

Tim Ryerson January 14, 2013 at 1:45 PM VERY nicely put together, Debbie...I like the way you used the repeating lines so effectively...I enjoyed the read! - Tim Debbie Duncan January 14, 2013 at 8:23 PM Thank you Tim ;}

Jack Horne January 2, 2013 at 12:54 PM clever write, my friend Debbie Duncan January 2, 2013 at 5:10 PM Thank you Jack ;}

Poet Destroyer A December 24, 2012 at 8:02 PM Hello Debbie, Once again, we find ourselves trapped in the Holiday Season. And, hear I am stopping by to say Hi and to wish you a Merry Christmas once again sincerely from my heart. Loving each moment I found comforting here on the soup. Thank you for any comment or support you have offered now or in the past. Love always & forever ~ PD

Robert Johnson December 24, 2012 at 9:17 AM Merry Christmas Debbie! With open eyes, I hope you see. The goodness that can truly be. And when the darkness shadows life. May God's sweet angels stave the strife.

Len Gasun December 21, 2012 at 4:27 AM This is an extremely beautiful poem my dear friend, Debbie! You've vividly painted here the real image of the place! thank you so much for sharing and your precious time reading my poem "Seagull's plight". Have a very merry Christmas to you also and your love ones. love/hugs, Leonora

Don Johnson December 20, 2012 at 4:10 AM though here we are mongst millions, sometimes the thoughts of one, separate us from the villians, the protective glow the sun.... Debbie Duncan December 20, 2012 at 11:03 PM Hey Don ,,, thank you for reading ;}

Lucilla Carrillo December 19, 2012 at 8:47 PM This is a beautiful write. I can almost picture the market place. Thanks for sharing. Lucilla

Ralph Mason December 18, 2012 at 9:47 PM beautiful poem. Warm thoughts, Ralph Debbie Duncan December 18, 2012 at 11:28 PM Thank you ;}

Andrea Dietrich December 18, 2012 at 6:55 PM wow, this is really an interesting one. What country are you in? It appears that you are describing some market scenes not like in the US. Debbie Duncan December 18, 2012 at 9:18 PM Thank you for reading Andrea ;}

Don Johnson December 17, 2012 at 5:36 PM may santa bring you all you need, ole sleigh is getting tuned 4 speed, reindeer bright the flighty breed, at your door they'll come, to bring sweet Debbie some, yes indeed...

Sara Kendrick December 16, 2012 at 4:15 AM I like this one..It brings up all kinds of scenes for me like an abused child, a person caught up in the sex trafficing market since childhood, etc..Great work that you have created..Thanks for stopping by..Sara Debbie Duncan December 16, 2012 at 5:07 PM You, Sara ;} are so right,,,, I was thinking of child-abuse/ sex trafficking,,, as I was watching anime on u- tube. Thank you for reading my words,,,,, have an awesome blessed day ;}

Anthony Nutter December 5, 2012 at 6:44 AM Inner piece, a treasured commodity we all seek at times, wonderful write.

Sukmawati Komala December 3, 2012 at 3:17 AM Splendid verse...awesome share Debbie,,,thank you so much...am delighted with your nice sharing...wishing you have a fabulous blessing days... luv and hugs far off <3 <3 <3 Sk

Don Johnson December 1, 2012 at 10:31 PM shut the eyes an drift away, better on a rainy day, delight! Debbie Duncan December 3, 2012 at 12:15 AM Hey Don ,, thank you for reading,,,

Harry Horsman December 1, 2012 at 8:16 AM so profound this wonderful poem... Debbie Duncan December 1, 2012 at 10:41 PM Thank you harry ;} was watching Animie,,, Japanese cartoons and computer , as I wrote ;}

Anthony Nutter November 29, 2012 at 4:16 AM One of your best loved the repeating verse, I cannot be hurt by anything this wicked world has done. Sara Kendrick December 16, 2012 at 4:13 AM Great to be able to go to such a place..Sometimes when that happens it causes a person to develope multiple personalities..Sara Debbie Duncan December 1, 2012 at 10:39 PM Thank you Anthony ;}

Duke Beaufort November 27, 2012 at 4:27 AM Soon it will be christmas and then valentines day. Hopefully, there will be many acts of kindness. We shall see. Your comments to me have meant a lot. They are very kind. Finding the way home can be a real challenge.

Yanny Widjanarko November 27, 2012 at 2:36 AM This is really wonderful piece, I love the picture which you try to describe through your wonderful verses, thank you for checking out my page before, it's been a pleasure :)

Richard Lamoureux November 26, 2012 at 9:25 PM What a wonderful hopeful tale you have told here. I enjoyed this poem very much. You are a great story teller.

Duke Beaufort November 25, 2012 at 3:55 PM Thank-you for your recent comment. No matter what happens, I like how you end this work--cannot be hurt by anything--you know that you are good! Debbie Duncan November 25, 2012 at 4:14 PM Why thank you Duke,,, I was watching John Wayne & Kirk Douglas in the AM,,,,, I need to rearrange a line or two,, this I know ;} I wrote it as I was watching Animie,,, Japanese cartoons and computer animation.,, thanks for reading my words ;} have an awesome day!

Anne-Lise Andresen November 25, 2012 at 3:15 PM This is beautifully written Debbie, sad experience.... ...... I must admit that I love to go to the market .... all the smells and exciting things. - I wish you a peaceful Sunday afternoon / evening. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Debbie Duncan November 25, 2012 at 4:05 PM Hello Anne,,, nice to see you,,,, I love the market places, or flea markets. I wrote it as I was watching Animie,,, Japanese cartoons and computer animation.,, love and light XOXO

Michael J. Falotico November 25, 2012 at 7:25 AM Beautiful poetry from your pen... sad but so engaging to read.... hugs Michael Debbie Duncan November 25, 2012 at 3:03 PM Thank you Michael,, I wrote it as I was watching Animie,,, Japanese cartoons and computer animation.,, love and light ;}

Debbie Guzzi November 24, 2012 at 2:45 PM So powerful and you do get your point across, the write would benifit from a few line breaks for emphasis..break after [ This wicked world as done/line 14] This is an important refrain. So, after the next idenical line too. XXXOOO Light & Love Debbie Duncan November 25, 2012 at 1:05 AM Yes, I was thinking the same thing Deb,,, I was going to space it all the way through, but as you can see I didn't ;} ,,, Thank you for reading and critiquing. I wrote it as I was watching Animie,,, Japanese cartoons and computer animation.,, love and light XOXO

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