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brush in hand, he breathes life to paper ... columns ... bejeweled and sparkling like blades of shimmering grass piercing the night as star-flecked stalagmites fingers of phosphorescent proficiency flickering with the finest of human accomplishment and twirling through the ether like fairies darting and dancing to the throb of frantic grids below glowing girders and gangling spires, agleam trembling with the concerns of life and dressed in the temperate weight of wonder a thousand stories born each elegant instant countless dramas and conundrums spinning to their inexorable ends numberless breaths gasped and giggled heart-upon-heart pumping ire and exasperation thrumming with passions, proved and pondered or the typic pulse of the prosaic a glistening garden of "la condition humaine" a beast born of concrete and light ... its urbane and provocative heart, beating ... the canvas has come ... to LIFE! ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Something Bigger Than Myself" Poetry Contest, Line Gauthier, Judge & Sponsor. N/A'd in the "Cityscape" Poetry Contest.

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Date: 2/19/2019 5:29:00 PM
I enjoyed this. It is exciting and vibrant. Full of imagery, which I found Futuristic in its movement style.
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 2/20/2019 7:03:00 PM
That's very kind of you, Peter, and I'm so pleased that you found this one worthy of praise! Blessings, my friend! :-)
Date: 2/7/2019 10:22:00 PM
Greg, a beautiful poem, congratulations on your well deserved first place win !
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 2/20/2019 7:02:00 PM
Many kind thanks to you, Constance, I greatly appreciate it, my friend! :-) <3
Date: 2/7/2019 1:44:00 PM
I have my own intimacy with the city, predisposing me to love this piece <3 ooh it just made me think of This City Never Sleeps... Lennox, nice ear worm ;) Congratulations on your win. xomo!
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 2/20/2019 7:02:00 PM
Oh, thank you so much, Maureen, I so greatly appreciate the kind words, and I'm happy that you liked this one! :-)
Date: 2/7/2019 12:43:00 PM
This poem fit the theme splendidly. Congrats again, Gregory.
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 2/20/2019 7:01:00 PM
Thank you so very much, Line, I greatly appreciate this - I am so honored and humbled that you felt it worthy! I have felt that this was one of my better poems, but it has not gotten much love before this, (not sure why), so it's very special to give it a bit of visibility - thank you! :-) <3
Date: 5/20/2018 7:33:00 AM
Well done, Gregory. Congrats on your gold medal win.
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 6/30/2018 7:41:00 PM
Thank you, Line! :-) <3
Date: 5/13/2018 11:40:00 AM
I am a simple plain country boy. i prefer my columns to be mighty oaks, the quiet path in the woods, the peaceful conversation of a babbling brook and watching the serenity of fireflies playing at night in a cooling summer shower. A bucolic lifestyle is what gives me life. However, i did enjoy your wonderfully written poem, Greg:)
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Gregory Richard Barden
Date: 5/13/2018 8:07:00 PM
I agree, Daniel, wholeheartedly - I spent my childhood and youth outdoors - skiing, blazing dirt bike trails through the woods, fishing, camping, skating, and to this day live in the country, but I love the city as well, and went to school in Boston, Worcester, NYC. I plan to live in the tropics, (South Pacific) and end my years there, (as I once lived in the Caribbean as well), but I am in Maine now where I grew up. I guess I adapt to wherever I am! Many thanks, friend! :-)

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