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      The Taste of Synonym

      THE TASTE OF SYNONYM     The odor of stale beer danced with the steel blue smoke, while Ska beats filled the air with electricity.   As the room filled, a thousand words spoke all at once, loudly, making it seem like a small riot. Amidst the noise of confusion and polemical...

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      • Very clever, for starters. And you carried the story theme along so well. It’s a read for creative thinkers who wanna frolic. LOL
        It isn’t so trippy that I couldn’t stay with it. Great write.

        • Frolic away, my friend! I am glad you enjoyed the read, Styxian, it is always good to see you on one of my poems.

      • Hi ValuptasUnholyWhisper!!! If that is you in the avatar (photo), it is nice to see your smiling face, and welcome to my poetic garden. And it is my pleasure to have “captivated” you.

        perhaps you might also like Deep Forest, and Enya? These are some of my “trippy” musical treats from the 90’s. I’m listening to Enya’s “Watermark” as I type this reply.

        Anyway, I love when you visit, thank you for time and words.

      • The places this one took me…You held this one on the crest of wave after wave of poetic brilliance. It was the faded tight jeans that locked me in and kept me rolling with it

        • Hi Willow! This poem, its internal mix of emotion is one of the poems I am most proud of. While it is a play on words, it is also the way “faded jeans and flannel shirt”, makes it more real, more conversational. I am glad you noticed this and more that you got hooked by it and brought you deeper into the poem. Thank you!

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      I lose Control

      I JUST LOSE CONTROL (It amazes me. Take a song from a long time ago, add a conversation with a close friend, and kiss your Muse. Here is what happens.)     “ooh ooh baby when you’re near me, I just lose control. I feel the earth...

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      • so very lovely and refreshingly romantic ❤️

        • Crimsin! So nice of you to visit and leave me such wonderful words on this poem. I hope you don’t mind, I sent you a friends request and will visit your page to read some of your works.

          Thanks again.

      • Mary, Mary, HI and Hello and I am out of control seeing that you are here, leaving me an “amazing”. Okay Curt, calm down, behave, it’s your friend Mary. Stay in control, she likes your poem, everything is okay! Hi Mary, this is the “nice” redzone. I come once in a while cause Curt is excitable, especially when Valuptas is visiting and “whispers” at one of his poems. If his excitement bothers you, just bop him upside his head. 🌹

      • WHEEEE, redzone is excited and dancing around… UPSIDE DOWN!!!! er.. ;0)

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      No Diggity

      No Diggity (revolution is real and will be televised)   Damn girl, work it with them beats moving your sway and the jazz is sweet.   The beat drops into California rockin’, Tupac lays down the rifs; west coast east coast, shakin’, shakin’, there’s an uprisin’ in the clubs tonight.   Damn people, rockin’ east coast west coast worldwide...

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      • I know, I know. I need to do this, make an audio. I’m kind of scared it will sound like shit. Maybe I should do an AI version. And Canva is a good app to use for this?!

        Thanks Mary.

      • I can feel the movement in this! It’s got some heat on the burner!

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      Mirislavka

      Mirislavka Without any doubt    all the village boys wanted her .. Those with a pulse,    pubes and piercings did anyway .. The rest were either far too young, or too old to even contemplate what they    each knew to be unobtainable .. Even those feral twins who every now and...

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      • Desire and lust–she certainly has the right stuff to stir emotions and fan passionate flames inside of boys, men, and grandpas who ain’t dead yet. She reminds me of the gas station owner’s wife who’d sell us boys cokes and peanuts, then send us away with big lumps in our pants. (Through no fault of her own–all she did was make change and smile) Thoughts of your Mirislavka will be with me all day.

      • Bless you Sam you just made this old fella’s day .. Kindest of regards, Neville 😎👍

      • Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write with brilliant detail and wonderful storytelling my friend. Outstanding work. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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      She Rides Wild, like the Wasp

      I have a therapist.She's been withme since birth.Watercolors on mysoul.She spills black, andblue; sometimesred.Blood is tobright on the whitepage.I blush for theboth of us.When all is out forthe caged moments,I collapse and rest.I dream in metaphors,and I taste thesweetness...

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