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Beautifully penned, Fia. You always know how to kick off a Friday, my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Fridays represent freedom, in my opinion. As one who observes the Sabbath, by Friday an hour or two before sunset, all my electronics (phone, laptop) are off. I am unreachable all of Friday night through Saturday evening, and that freedom is intoxicating. All I do for those hours is spend time catching up with family and friends, pray, and enjoy homecooked food that I made with my family. Conversely, Friday nights also mean a chance to care for oneself – whether going out and getting your groove on or staying home in pjs and Netflix. I do like this a lot, as it leaves ample room for personal interpretation. <3 Echo
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Fridays are for fucking. It’s just that simple. Someone frequently comes in from Tuscaloosa – and it’s on. There’s the rest of the weekend to recover… maybe.
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Yeah, they have bubble gum ice cream, and it’s gross. Also, have you tried the cotton candy green seedless grapes? My God, they taste just like it. Weird.
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LOL… I thought you were referencing my poem from the beginning. And now, I find out you like strawberry ice cream. OMG. By the way, is this ‘mosquito wing’ phrase an allusion to Smells Like Teen Spirit?
You do realize that you could enter this poem in the ‘coffee’ poem contest don’t you?
You will find this extremely weird, but the imagery in your piece is very reminiscent of the hotel scene early in the movie, Apocalypse Now.
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Lol. I saw your poem after our fellow poet: visions_of_insanity’s recommendation for ice cream. It ended up another type of ice cream. Lol
No. But I liked the reference. I had another poem that I have lost, where I referenced Nirvana’s Smells like teen spirit.
Mosquito’s wings here symbolize inferiority. For their tiny wings comparing with flies. Idk why it came to my mind. But I used it.I didn’t know about the contest. The setting of this poem is in a cafe but the themes has nothing to do with coffee.
I don’t remember this scene. I think I’ll rewatch it one day.
Thank you for reading and for the comments, DK. “)
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Damn mosquito…no chance with all those flies, just keep them off my ice cream cone.
This is so powerful in its imagery…and such a disgusting place…I think I will get my cone to go.j.
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Fia Naturie wrote a new post
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Great write Fia.
I think we’d agree we aren’t our bodies.
Somewhere in the spaces between our cells , our atoms, is our consciousness…but that’s not us either.
We cling to our notion of self but really are non self.Nothing. -
Phenomenally penned, Fia. This was a powerful write my friend, I think our soul is our mind. It makes sense to me anyways. Appreciate you.
Damian
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The Heart & Soul is everything to a person’s existence. The brain is just there to put it into words. Great piece Fia. xo
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Some Fridays can lead into a sexy Saturday morn…press repeat!
Haha…diggin this vibe
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