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RICHARD "Rascal" JENKINS posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
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“DUE TO LITTLE INTEREST SHOWN,”
Sessions are on hold until further
notice; maybe, resuming this year.
Anyone interested, message me.I wish you all “HAPPIEST WRITING.”
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Poetspeak wrote a new post
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Hoi hoi @Poetspeak,
Hope this finds you well?!How recognisable! My parents didn’t mind. They feared nicotine more than the occasional joint.
Maybe Amsterdam being the difference?Love your writes. Keep them coming please.
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Oh fuckballs, missed you Sherrif.
Love the vibe, the near-hippy feel and the captured moment of youth. This is a gorgeous momento.
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Beautifully penned, Speak. Excellent write my friend. Morrison was one of a kind indeed. Odd fact, Robby Krieger the Guitarist actually wrote the lyrics to “Touch Me” among other Doors songs. He was like their secret weapon in a sense, Morrison did write the bulk of their lyrics though. This is why I love poems referencing music. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Not surprised with Kriger penning the songs. The dude carries it and he’s still out there gigging ..
Thx Damien
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Alive and gigging, maybe?
I personality think that, as the number of stages seriously were lowered in Corona times, the grey tigers have the moral obligation to make room for the wild young musicians.Grey tigers includes me as a matter of fact.
Kind regards, Gus
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Was it internal rain or was it seasonal rain? That is a lot of water all the time. It can be depressing. One day of sunshine and not even a full day at that. Good poem