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    Thoughts thought

    night wandered alone, dark feet encased in silent comfort dreams a decor - silver starred, lined with whispered perfectioneyes gazing, appraising -  meandering  future thoughtsdared -  in an unholy language via its blushing thesauruspages blurred with dubious regard yet...

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    • Such a rich and layered piece. I love how it drifts like a dream, full of texture and sensation. The imagery feels both mysterious and intimate, especially in the way it moves from silence into warmth.

    • This is such a deeply moving piece. You take us there & there is a breathtaking place. I’m a sucker for dew-laden grass in the mornings.

    • Many thank yous, Willow. You have found what I tried to say without over-stating. Is said that feet soaked in dew remain innocent for life!

    • I could see this printed within a book. It’s just the right amount of personal note along with staying on a creative writing avenue. It’s mature (educated) yet intoxicating.
      Well crafted poetry.

    • I could go overboard with thanks, Styxian! I try very hard to get to the core of writing the use of my own words! I was initially a short story writer but now destined to try my hand at poetry. Not easy! Take care.

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    sage

    diving my right I perfom a ritualceremonial and beautifullaying out my instrumentsa little sage, some fearther and some crystalscandles lit in reverencealso to make my intent knownsummoning the willing spiritsa soulful plea, deliver my messagedarkness smiles as the starshine...

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  • A Book Report using Cliff's Notes (a non-scholarly review)

    A Book Report using Cliff's Notes  ( a non-scholarly review)   The Whale filled several hundred pages the one-legged captain harpooned his dream and in the end went overboard with his quest   and then in jest Ishmael told the others to call him finding later on that to be the first...

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    • lol, My nightmare book report was Silas Marner. I remember those days of summer that were stolen from us.

    • Oh, thank God! For a moment I thought this would be some dry learned lecture, then the first verse got me chuckling. When Ishmael asked the others to call him, I just howled and my wife came back here and asked me what was wrong. I told her, “I’ll just have to read this to you.” So I did, and we both roared with laughter all the way through. Thank you so much for this one, Jake. We really needed that. You have any more like this? I can go put on the popcorn!

      • ha ha….I don’t even lecture to my classes. All satirical and glad that it could give you a few chuckles. Thanks for letting me know this.
        There is truth in this in the fact of me hating Moby Dick with a passion.
        j.

        • Just please give us more of these. You now have a niche market your fans are literally howling for. Doing anything else could be dangerous.

    • Cleverly penned, Jacob. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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    dark faith

    inside I crash into your energysmashing, cunted brillianceshining danger I can't resistinfidelity of the soulmy honesty is invaded by your darknessit seeps into my sorrowyour marred imageit makes me flinch what you call goodmiserable truth I hate the feelingof...

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    Migrating Swallows

    Roll you hair above your neck  let me fortress centuries of love bites  upon your skin, where no warrior  would ever dare cross our moat    The ghost of Caligula  haunts my city walls,  my heart remains legion; my mind is a bruise  which only bleeds kindness, forever chasing...

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    • I like how the poem casts Caligula -a figure known for cruelty -into a haunting, reflective presence. I feel intrigued and a little unsettled: his brutal history seeps through with a mild, almost playful sadism, yet the poem channels that darkness into a tender, romantic meditation on desire, resilience, and the quiet power of love. Beautiful.

      • An artistic and intriguing comment. I lived in the English city of Chester for some time and it’s steeped in Roman history,. Think it may have had some bearing on this scribble. Thank you.

    • Passionately penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Effective personal storytelling through historical abstractions. Your words are both sharp and tender. Always glad to see you posting here.

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