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    expelled

    expelleddwindling in the nether regiona realm of hell in which I burn hoping to riseI call out give me voiceIn raptured silence do pleadMy need is greatsickened hope, my grievous errora platform to jump fromsending my words...careeningat light speed through...

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    Whisky

    I wish I was your bottle of whiskySo that being a heavy drinker you areYou would consume me every time She says she wants to be consumedBut I dare not drink her Because I am already doomedMaybe she was intrigued by...

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  • A KISS #4

    “Let’s not speak falsely now
    the hour is getting late.”
    (Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
    by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
    sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)

    “Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
    -Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’

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  • Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

    I saw him in the back of the room
    a wide space between him and the crowd
    no one acknowledged his presence
    he was…a non-entity
    it was a self-imposed exile
    however unintended

    I wanted to feel sorry for him
    sipping his drink in silence
    amidst all the gaiety and laughter
    but I’d felt the brunt…Read More

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    • Such arrogance deserves to be burnt, not fading away, but excised. It’s a strange contradiction, our compassion and empathy, as it sometimes allows such arrogance to exist. It’s not that we shouldn’t have empathy/compassion, we should. But it’s in coming to understand how and when to apply it. I think it’s part of our human journey, our evolving…Read More

      • Your mind might go to strange places but so does mine. They may not be the same places but that’s one of the things I love about poetry…the various ways it translates and thoughts it provokes. Thank you, Curt

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    Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

    I saw him in the back of the room a wide space between him and the crowd no one acknowledged his presence he was...a non-entity it was a self-imposed exile however unintended   I wanted to feel sorry for him sipping his drink in silence amidst all the...

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    • Even after the bridge is a smoldering pile you still can not feel anything. Once its gone, it’s gone.

    • Powerfully penned, Willow. Another excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. Unfortunately power brings out the worst in humans. Almost like no one person should ever have that much power because it will corrupt them over time. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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