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		My dashboard’s green glowing clock,or the swaying red light in dusk;
 but I will not again look at
 that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 who shakes every night down this street.
 
 He shakes the exit door without a handle;
 it’s not meant for those wanting in.
 
 Does he seek the shelter one block over?
 And where’s the fat one that he staggard with when last I saw him?
 
 Will he live the night?
 
 Oh well.
 
 The light’s green, now.
 
 I’ll go home,
 and I won’t look.
 
 EDIT: Whooops. Can't spell 'my' correctly.
 
 ORIGINAL
 
 Dashboard, green glowing clock,
 then swinging red light in the dusk.
 
 I won’t look again to see
 the man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 who shakes every night down this street.
 
 He shakes the exit door without a handle;
 it’s not meant for those wanting in.
 
 Does he seek the shelter one block over?
 And where’s the fat one that he staggard with when last I saw him?
 
 Will he live the night?
 
 Oh well. The light’s green, now.
 
 I’ll go home,
 and I won’t look.
 
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		hi mikey. i think i got most of it except the 1st couplet.for some reason i'm struggling with making it work. i think it's the 'then' word that's screwing with me.
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		 (04-11-2013, 04:28 PM)billy Wrote:  hi mikey. i think i got most of it except the 1st couplet.for some reason i'm struggling with making it work. i think it's the 'then' word that's screwing with me.
 
Thanks for the comment, billy.
 
How about:
Away from the dashboard's green glowing clock, I secured my sight to that dangling red light in dusk.
 
 
Or something.
 
Point is, I saw him and really wanted to look at something other than him. He's a old poor wretch, and I feel a desire to help him, and a desire not to help, every time I pass him (and how /could/ I help him, anyway?). He's on foot, and I'm driving. I doubt he own more than the clothes he's wearing (his only set, by the looks of it).
 
Regardless of what I want, I can't, cause I've got young kids with me. Or so I tell myself.
 
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		i understood the intent it was just the phrasing of the 1st couplet. a suggestion would be to keep it simple 
The dashboards green glowing clock, 
a swinging red light in the dusk.
 
or something like. 
   (04-11-2013, 04:43 PM)NakedBear Wrote:   (04-11-2013, 04:28 PM)billy Wrote:  hi mikey. Thanks for the comment, billy.i think i got most of it except the 1st couplet.for some reason i'm struggling with making it work. i think it's the 'then' word that's screwing with me.
 
 How about:
 
 Away from the dashboard's green glowing clock,
 I secured my sight to that dangling red light in dusk.
 
 Or something.
 
 Point is, I saw him and really wanted to look at something other than him. He's a old poor wretch, and I feel a desire to help him, and a desire not to help, every time I pass him (and how /could/ I help him, anyway?). He's on foot, and I'm driving. I doubt he own more than the clothes he's wearing (his only set, by the looks of it).
 
 Regardless of what I want, I can't, cause I've got young kids with me. Or so I tell myself.
 
 Thanks again.
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		 (04-11-2013, 04:58 PM)billy Wrote:  i understood the intent it was just the phrasing of the 1st couplet. a suggestion would be to keep it simple
 The dashboards green glowing clock,
 a swinging red light in the dusk.
 
 or something like.
 
Thanks for your input, billy. Thought I'd completely muddled my intent.
 
I made a small revision in OP.
	 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		Mr dashboard’s green glowing clock,or the swaying red light in dusk;
 but I will not again look at i think this is now the problem line.
 that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 who shakes every night down this street. not sure this lines needed because of shakes in the next line.
 a suggestion ;
 I look at anything but
 that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 
 after the 2nd line
 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		 (04-12-2013, 02:12 PM)billy Wrote:  Mr dashboard’s green glowing clock,or the swaying red light in dusk;
 but I will not again look at i think this is now the problem line.
 that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 who shakes every night down this street. not sure this lines needed because of shakes in the next line.
 a suggestion ;
 I look at anything but
 that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 
 after the 2nd line
 
I like the second 'shake' for the repeated sound, yet differing meanings. 
 
That problem line. Hmm.
 
 
Oh, maybe this is a solution? (I changed the title)
I’ll look 
 
at my dashboard’s green glowing clock, 
or the swaying red light in dusk, 
but not that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow, 
who shakes every night down this street.
	 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		done that way, the first two lines give or have no point of reference. as far as a connection to the but line goes. it's not tying in properly (i could be wrong of course but from my pov it's disjointed.
	 
		
	 
	
	
	
		
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		 (04-12-2013, 03:16 PM)billy Wrote:  done that way, the first two lines give or have no point of reference. as far as a connection to the but line goes. it's not tying in properly (i could be wrong of course but from my pov it's disjointed. 
Hm. I was hoping to get the subject-verb in with this cheat. And oddly, I feel aversion to just putting them there on the first line. Why? It feels like I'm getting too prosy as well as putting my thumb in the reader's eye.
 
Yet I don't want it to cause a problem for the reader.
 I won’t look again to see
 that man who bleared back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
 and shakes every night down this street.
 
 Instead I’ll see my dash light, glowing green,
 or the swaying red light in dusk,
 while he shakes the exit door without a handle;
 it’s not meant for those wanting in.
 
 Does he seek the shelter one block over?
 And where’s the fat one that he staggered with when last I saw him?
 
 Will he live the night?
 
 Oh well.
 
 The light’s green, now.
 
 I’ll go home,
 but I won’t look.
 
 
		
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