Always the Same, Always Stranger

Always the Same, Always Stranger

A Poem by James Takeo Panton
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The more things change, the less they make sense...

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Always the same, and always a stranger
Feeling comfort in the midst of danger
Shady places in darkened rooms
Empty spaces are like icy tombs
In this dark place do I shine bright
I have no fear of the coming night
This place unknown and different faces
Tramping through bleak and darkened places
Lurking down empty streets none roam
Forging pathways to newfound home
And the city spreads across streets and cars
Dim-lit alleys and neon bars
Darkened windows, locked and barred
Crumbling pavement, sidewalks scarred
Into my home and out of sight
I slip away in the dead of night

 

 

© 2008 James Takeo Panton


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I get a sense of emptiness, of a lone figure roaming deserted places and lonely backstreets. You really have set a mood here, one which is strangely hypnotic. I only have a couple of crits - (1) the word 'while' in line two is unnecessary, and trips the metre. (2) 'new bleak' - it might be better as 'bleak and darkened'; again the word 'new' tends to halt the flow. (3) The use of 'darkened' in two consecutive lines; how about substituting 'dim lit alleys and neon bars', or something of the kind. (4) The final line could also be fine tuned to match the rhythm, i.e. - 'I slip away in the dead of night.' There, I said only a couple of crits, and I've given you four - (just can't help myself). Nevertheless, I'm impressed. Write on!

Posted 16 Years Ago


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I can feel this write, this is very well written.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

OMG! I love this. I walk with you through this poem. I feel the same comfort in the midst of danger..when I go back home to what is now "the hood". My memories make it safe and I see what is truly me. I'm saving this one.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

you painted a picture where I grew up! in L.A. haha,, great imagery, the peace found in your own space.. great!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I get a sense of emptiness, of a lone figure roaming deserted places and lonely backstreets. You really have set a mood here, one which is strangely hypnotic. I only have a couple of crits - (1) the word 'while' in line two is unnecessary, and trips the metre. (2) 'new bleak' - it might be better as 'bleak and darkened'; again the word 'new' tends to halt the flow. (3) The use of 'darkened' in two consecutive lines; how about substituting 'dim lit alleys and neon bars', or something of the kind. (4) The final line could also be fine tuned to match the rhythm, i.e. - 'I slip away in the dead of night.' There, I said only a couple of crits, and I've given you four - (just can't help myself). Nevertheless, I'm impressed. Write on!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I've read several of your pieces and they are well written and interesting. They have a "lonesome observer on the street" atmosphere to them. The words/thoughts flow nicely. I'll keep reading your writing!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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James Takeo Panton
James Takeo Panton

Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, Canada



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I am a 38-year old amateur and have only recently started writing some stuff. I began putting down these words around November, 2007, and discovered that I enjoyed doing this, and now I am seeing w.. more..

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