1977* by Tiger the Lion
#1
1977
 
The streetlights have only just come on
and Father’s summoning whistle 
stabs into the park.
 
I could kiss you quickly
(before it gets dark)
and have an excuse 
to turn and run.


* Original thread can be found here.
It could be worse
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#2
It's summer, isn't it? I can smell it. Lovely.
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#3
I love this moment and all it brings with it. When I reread the original thread and all the things other people saw in this I just want to shake it off. I'm glad it has been isolated here so I can have it my way. Smile

One of many of your works that stick with me.
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#4
can't believe i missed this little pearl tiger, how brave our first kiss was back in the day. you capture the thoughts behind the mechanics of it superbly. good choice for the hogs-spot
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#5
I'm always awed by how you can use adverbs and it's ok.

You post so much great work. Congratulations!  Big Grin
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#6
Your use of stabs is so good contextually. Tightly written, very nicely done.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
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#7
Thanks guys. It's a privilege to be read by you all.
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#8
I like this poem, muchly.
Well deserved spotlight, Tiger
there's always a better reason to love
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#9
Love this one, it really got inside my own memories, so well crafted. Congratulations TTl

If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out
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#10
Nice one Tiger. This piece can't help but stir up some memories.
Time is the best editor.
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#11
Interesting poem, I like the image of the whistle stabbing at the park, cool!
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