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    Hey Poetspeak!

    Hey Poetspeak!the boxheads aregathered on the cornerresistant to concedetheir absence.they're waiting, wondering, why theyhaven't been invitedhere, to shout,or pout, or spend aa few months.Your abstract paintings, nimble,eternal, and potentneed a new place to hang.your gritty abstract wordsspray paintedacross the...

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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

      • Aha – it WAS box heads. Must fix that. Thanks for the comment, Adel. 🙂

    • 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!

      • Time will tell. He popped into my head so…. Thanks for the comment, Styx. 🙂

    • He has been popping in on the site. But you never know he may see this and pop up this week.

      • He popped into my head so I wrote it. Thanks for the comment Fia.

    • 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.

    • 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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    Bumpy Wheel

    As usual, I grab the wrong grocery cart and go bumpity-bumpity down the aisle. Maybe there's a wad of gum or something stuck to a wheel. I bend down to see. A jelly bean! For goodness sake! For the prices Piggly Wiggly charges,...

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    • I enjoyed how this came full circle.
      It started with an irritating bumpy grocery car wheel then at the end he didn’t care about his dented rim.
      It’s symbolic because it shows movement your write. How your day can start out mundane but end on a high note.
      I enjoyed the read:)

    • Thank you so much. I’m glad you enjoyed it.

    • 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!

    • Thank you, Kelly. There are the ones that won’t steer straight, also. I tell my single 34 year-old son to spend more time at the grocery store.

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    The Paper Streets of Bittersmith-on-Sea

    We created an imaginary town  so we could drape our bodies  over sky furniture    Wed into badly drawn chapel  we spoke in ghost as ectoplasm spears,  stitched haunted mist    to cold lips of yesterday    River libraries flowed requiescat verse  into the shopping centre hospital;  intensive care was just...

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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.
      Just wow. I loved where this took me.

    • 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.

      • Think this needs some re-working to be candid Mark, but such compliments from writers (and people) like your good selves, somehow make it worthwhile.

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    Gaze of Glass

    Home is  where you            are chipping the stoneto grave applause a look in the eyeswhen the lights go down awake to  crouching  (sure) ~the stars are not right  for a place  in.betweendilated paranoia, a mawkish glassfor snorting pastwith a...

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    • This gives me the scene of a poet upon a stage, reciting their words to an eager crowd. I have a feeling that reciting it makes it stronger. A voice that knows where the bullets go.
      Strong write. Awesomely done.

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