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Tim wrote a new post
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Wonderful. Thoroughly vivid with the descriptive lines sewing it all together. We can see it, feel it even. Excellent poem Tim.
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Tim wrote a new post
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I saw the title and had to check it out. lol
I remember the block heads or was it box heads?
We’ll see if they make an appearance or if they are retired drinking a Mai Tai in Hawaii. Lol -
Perhaps their heads are too thick to fit here. LOL.
What an awesome, whimsical calling out to PS. Hopefully he sees this and picks up his slack! -
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Ha! Forgotten about Box Head. I hope PS submits his artwork in here. He gifted me such a piece and it now holds such a poignant place in my world. You do him justice here.
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Cleverly penned, Tim. What a tribute to the man himself. Speak, is one of a kind. Hope he sees this. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Sam Dickens wrote a new post
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I go through the same dilemma with the shopping carts, Sam. I always get the one that feels like there’s an earthquake commencing. How funny! I loved how you allowed your reader to follow through your excursion from aisle to aisle, frozen foods and pink toenails. What a gem. Much enjoyed…and I love this photo of you, too!
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Once I read sky furniture I knew this was going to be a unique read with
lots of imagination.
Then river libraries flowed.
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The last two lines are epic. It’s a creative write throughout, yes, and the ending sends it higher. What a strong wording, thick with the weight of thought. It’s what makes us better readers, when taking on such things as this. No fluffy bunnies. Bears and wolves with a pen.
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Mother Nature knows what she is doing before a storm.
The air gets still but you can feel it. The presence of something powerful brewing.
This whole piece gave that. I especially loved the stanza about the glass with delicate fingers!
And I love that pic amigo!