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Read MoreSomewhere in the dim-lit glow of a dive bar’s last call, a slow-drag, low-sway, haunted kind of blues, spun by fingers that vanished but never quite lose. A jukebox hums a tune that wasn’t programmed at all— The bartender...
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Read MoreA spectral wail, a cold and hollow soundThe tea kettle hissed a tune of pure despairAnd plates and glasses slid across the groundA phantom draft did stir a maiden's hairOf plaster saints, now chipped and hollow-eyedWhile in the corner,...
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Thank you, Jim.
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Read MoreI long to be a caveman,at least for just a day.To crawl out of my stinking cave every morning and enjoy a cavemans breakfast 'a piss and a good look round'.I long to be a caveman, at least for...
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Now that is a thought. No distractions other than living your life. Very, very simple life
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What I write! And done on the toilet! Lol
This is quite the masterpiece. I enjoyed all the back and forth. Like reading a tennis match.
Caveman vs the 21st century.
Well done!Loved the ending!
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Thank you Adelphina….toilet poetry isn’t always bad…. lol
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I am somewhat jealous; my toilet poetry is usually flushed because of the brown streaks. You write of the ying and yang of individualism, the brown streaks versus what once was. We humans have lost touch with our origins. We once made cave art, danced and howled at the moon; where it was women who ruled the campfires. And in some ways, we were more intelligent than we are today. We could talk to animals and create myths about the formations in stars. We will never get back to this, but I do think we can create a society where we once again talk to animals and reach for the stars.
Your poem is thought-provoking and appreciated. Thanks for the share.
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Thanks Curt for your comment.
I’m going to the bathroom soon to think about Opposites.
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Emma, this is a well narrated story of the history of your writer’s life where college took you. This glimpse into the past was quite stimulating to read. I loved how the life events unfolded and reading this story that felt like an entry for a memoir.
John
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Many thanks, you found the thread running through time and kindly accepted the truth of my words. There is a future to come but with pauses for self reflection. More than that, I don’t know yet! Patience or adventure!?
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I just found this… Oh! You write, such indigo between lines.
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weirdly, this reminds me of someone that i used to love, from afar.
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Read More<span;>Whether the welkin is painted in shades <span;>of blue or obsidian, <span;>the moon's <span;>ethereal<span;> candlelight <span;>has always dawned a quelling kiss atop <span;>my often somber laced mind, <span;>and smiles to eagerly anticipatory eyes.. <span;>... As " in these moments...
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Aww. The way you feel about her as a sacred and heavenly is beautiful
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Your beautiful and tender ode to la luna is much needed and appreciated by these weary eyes. To sit out late at night beneath her pallid light while the world goes on oblivious, is true poetic medicine. I praise your use of, welkin, something mystical about that word. Gorgeous write, my friend.
Clay
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yow!
creepy cool