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A Brush With The past.

Updated on February 25, 2010
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A brush With The Past.

Just a painting
slightly skewed
on the wall of my soul,
I can still see her
framed in long lost dreams.
Summer romance sizzling
into Septembers embers.
There's a gallery
hung from many summers of
my youth but this one....


The Dirty Thirties.

There was no grain
in the dust bowl,
only children
gazing sadly at
the emptiness
set before them.
Mothers weeping
softly in the
wee hours,
and farmers
dragging horse
drawn miscarriages
across infertile land.



Portrait Of A Stilled Life.

Discovered in an alleyway,

this child of the streets,

was draped in diamonds

only Mother Nature could bestow.

Glistening under November’s sun

its first frost coating her flesh,

she was dirt poor but found richness

in her escape from despair.







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      MFB III 7 years ago from United States

      probably in a history book.....there were quite a few pictures taken from the Dust bowl era, people were fascinated with other folks misery.

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      poetlorraine 7 years ago

      loved this, saw that picture with the lady and two childrens somewhere else just recently