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Read MoreLove Sonnet LXIX Love isn’t always on time, sometimes it travels back country roads, avoiding ruts and detours, and often, gets lost on unmarked lanes of dead ends. And then, then you come across an open field filled with Blue Bells and Poppies, swaying to African...
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Exactly, Willow. And, I think too, this “unexpected love” is or becomes the love of your life!! Thanks for your kind words, Willow, you and they are much appreciated.
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Both beautiful and brilliant… and when it’s unexpected it’s more fulfilling and overwhelming… and… right.
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Read MoreLove Sonnet LXVIII If I wrote you a poem, would you hear me? Would you read me, swallow my metaphors, kiss my similes into oblivion? I only have words to offer, words filled with allegories, stories of how the moon holds my haiku, hoping to be next...
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hello dearest poet this is so beautifully written brimming with feeling and the gift of writer ❤️
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Crimsin, thank you for your kind words on this poem. I am happy you found the ‘beauty’ and ‘feelings’.
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“…splashing alliteration on the pages of your heart.” My, my, how poetically defined! I love your sonnets. What a gift you have of writing them!
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Hi Kelly, you know I always love when I see you commenting on one of my poems. Thank you for ‘splashing’ some words on my poem.
As you can see, this is sonnet number 68, only 32 more to go. Then I will publish them as a tribute to Pablo Neruda.
I hope you are doing well. I must get over to WC soon and see if you posted some more poems there.
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Your love Sonnets are like flowers… each has its own sweet scent, beauty and allure. This is gorgeous.
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Read MorePiano Cello Interludes I am listening to music, piano with cello interludes, thinking about you. I hear the passionate sadness mourning from the cello as the piano weaves hollowness and melancholy from black and white minor keys. I feel the disconnect between the requiem’s movements and the reality of an alive,...
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a pure masterpiece dearest Clive I am utterly enchanted ❤️
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Your “enchantment” thrills me Crimsin, thank you.
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Read MoreCroaking sky, her clouded eyesspeak no more my wet rock homethunder-clap for pain & prizepeace within this patient stormfeathered crowning starry shinebrimstone shores our fleshy leakblazing calm through battered timemellowed from her salted peakcrooning zenith siren headsickle moon reaps...
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you’re so dark dearest Benjamin intiguing ❤️
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This poem is heavy. Dark and intriguing. Nice work.
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I imagine a grotto with the rocks are covered in with orange red seaweed. Then again, I see a grunion run when they come out of the sand, and the eyes look almost blue black
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Another great observation, Fia. You’re definitely on point about the water elements. This piece was partially inspired by watching crawdads slip in & out of their dark caves in a mountain stream.
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Powerfully penned, Benjamin. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreThe Sun is speaking now in hungry, eldritch tongues... the stars are just right dust & smoke clearing monolith in the distance, pardon this stumbling crawling dawn, it breaks my heart & tools daily, yet I slumber soundly a fool past his...
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Powerfully penned, Benjamin. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Benjamin I love your style I have chills❤️
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This is a beautiful compilation of imagery in this form
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To write a whole poem as haikus/senryus is outstanding! that’s a talent, I remember reading some poets composing few verses as haikus/senryus but not long as yours here, and most of your verses can stand alone as it is. I could feel here how nature is angry and speaking to now world where humans played with its rawness, the old genuine days against the new fake days, at the end the writer seemed to be fed up and welcoming the end if this end means the end of all madness, maybe then a new earth will be born.
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A life well lived…
Much respect
Naaj
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It comes exactly when it means to. Sometimes when we’re not looking. Beautiful poem