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    Golden Quill

    If I had a quill made of goldthat wrote of stories, new and oldcreate new dreams and fairytaleson pages carried by silver sails sketch bright flowers with bumblebeesor babbling brooks with autumn leaveswrite of sorrow pain and griefor paint a...

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    look at me

    nonot that versionnot that onenot the pieces stitched togetherouta all the thingsyou needed me to be look at mehold it theredon’t let your eyes slide offdon’t try to soften the edges so you can keep your image of me see me little...

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  • Break Out

    do you exist in a cocoon…
    locked up…buttoned down…
    but never evolving?

    or do you break out…
    spread wings meant for flight
    and soar into the night?

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    • I wanna fly, Willow. I want to feel the wind on my face, taste the thrill of love, and why the crickets sing or the reason why words form into poetry. I may be old, but I ain’t dead yet. ;0) Cool poem Willow. -Curt

  • Reality of Now

    we could spend our time talking
    catching up on our day to day
    going over little details
    cover the minutiae

    but that seems like such a waste
    we have…right here
    right now
    no more than that
    and who knows when you’ll be back

    so let’s drop the illusion
    that there’s any more time…
    than…this

    life offers no gu…Read More

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    • We used to say “seize the day, seize the hour,” and after reading your poem Willow, I might add, “the time is now, seize the power”. The power of camaraderie and not allowing anything to stand in the way. I think Anise Nin would be happy with your poem, Willow. It is alive with the passion of sharing experiences of the now. Beautifully written, Willow.

      • Honestly, now is all we can really be sure of. If we don’t invest in it fully, there won’t be much of a tomorrow, will there? Thank you, Curt

    • I love these present poems. Don’t think about the past or future. think of the now. love

  • “Burned out the TV set
    Burned outta sex
    I ain’t trashed
    I’m fucking wrecked.”

    – Sammy Hagar

    In a Sammy Hagar mood tonight. This was a drinking song back in the day. Enjoy.. Appreciate you.

    Damian

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