Enough, Bangor. Enough.

Enough, Bangor. Enough.

A Poem by Elinor Williams
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Another late night-write, I'm afraid.

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I walk along the street of my born,
not quite a ghost, 
not really there at all.
I let you degrade
my being and for too long
I have been the renegade.
I left my school for another.
I was a social "cheater"
and branded a "traitor".
I felt thirteen again,
when I had holes ripped
in my bag by the pigmen
who tore off my key rings and badges.

I'm older now and I realized 
that I don't deserve
to be criticized
by you.
You.
because you don't know me, any more.
You were a bully and a brute
but now you are a down right bore.
I walk along the the street of my born,
sick of the sight 
of these transient 'friends' I mourned.
Forgotten by time, you're slipping through cracks.
I'm leaving in September.
And I'm never coming back.

© 2013 Elinor Williams


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Like you Elinor I never really fell in love with the city of my birth, Belfast and I don't understand the love that has made many poets and songwriters compose passionate laments about it. Perhaps that's a love that grows through distance via homesickness. I never left Belfast. I may never know.
You however.......
Good Luck
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Posted 11 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Elinor Williams

11 Years Ago

Thank you! Yes, I've had a lot of friends that are no longer friends and it feels like my life has b.. read more



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Amy
being attached to a place you grew up in is mostly inevitable. great write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Evidentally, I can relate to this an incredibly large amount. Great poem again!

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

the place of your birth and the little story of the child hood after getting little younger you thought about the childhood,the theme of the poem was very great, it was very interesting to read.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sums up how I feel about my country. It's good, I like it very much.

not quite a ghost,
not really there at all.

I love this line. It's like you exist just to survive but you're so a part from your environment it's like you're a ghost going through the motions.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Powerful words. Great poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


A powerful and impressive read. Loved it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Teenage angst done right. Not too bitter, which is a good thing as a reader. I like this very much.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I don't know. I escape my city of Detroit than I returned. Each place had it downfalls. I like the description in the poem. The thoughts and struggle was alive and well in the poem. Most of us desire escape and a new chance. Old places and home seem not to forget our mistakes. I enjoyed the poem. Open the door to a good discussion. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Life's not hard to live it's not too much complicated to live but if we stop doing hurt or tease. Well conveyed a great msg by you though this write... your ENOUGH word's enough to let other know what this write says in actual. Deep write. Great job once again.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the feeling of defiance that comes with more trust and confidence in yourself. Once those people and their opinions were important, now things are in perspective.
Nicely done, Elinor!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Elinor Williams
Elinor Williams

Wales, United Kingdom



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