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A Poem by Jason Nuciola

my  eye burned as I saw him laying there dead frail and broken. My fear of the man the monster the father my nightmare dead in the casket. I do not know why I feared him. the scarred child is there and it all russ back to me
 

© 2010 Jason Nuciola



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i can understand the emotion in this poem.. fearing someone even after death... well done!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Succinct and moving write. Two suggestions: I think you mean to use the word 'why' instead of 'way' and 'rushed' instead of 'russ' - otherwise a haunting work. Thank you.
Light,
SiddARTha


Posted 7 Years Ago


Hmm...nice.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hmmmmm, different yet Interesting...

Posted 7 Years Ago


a scary poem indeed, very interesting. it's good to play around with the format of poems.
Jaff

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

mmm.interesting write....reminds me of oneof my poems. Few typos on this one, but i'm sure you know that. Apart from that, you portrayed the emotions well, and i connected with it. Good write....

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Jason Nuciola

parts on know, NY



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