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Ghosteen posted in the group Music is Art
Not sure where you all stand on Northern Soul (Motown too) . When life is shite or bleak, just dance…and dance more
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Was a huge fan of indie jingly-jangle bands of mid to late 80s, but age has broadened my horizons. My first g/f introduced me to Northern Soul and she had all the acrobatic moves – she’d prob break her back if tried it now! Helped having older sisters who were Motown mad.
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Read MoreThe devil was in the written entrails jack boots and Hitler salutes oh fucking wake up And still his inbox was full of masturbation the rancid smell of desperation, this is Satanic’s truths facts captured on poetic celluloid In the glory of delusions is hallelujah pinning Mary to your cross when you repulse...
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Oh, hallelujah! This is great.
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Thank you. Just some throwaway nonsense from some time ago.
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hello dearest poet very dark indeed ❤️
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Sadly, the web can be a dark place. The motto of my soccer club is “out of darkness, cometh light” and it’s the truest mantra.
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Dear R,
Ooofff ahhhh! Crucify him crucify him!
I’m liking the dark side. It spares nothing and no one. Terrific meter and formatting to drive home the point.
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Ha. You know me H – the nefarious dark is ambushed by light, grace and humility. But sometimes, the internet reveals the blackest shades of dark.
Tis a simple arithmetic. When asked for the fiftieth time why she left DU (depriving people the chance to say goodbye) I break and genuflect no more. The evidence is blatant and Satanic Slut’s inbox is icing on cake. The sleaze pigs are as ugly as sin (literally and metaphorically). I mean, her sons are 6’8 and 6’5 FFS.
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Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Phenomenal dark write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you. It took me a long time to separate internet words from the individual. Invariably, folk who display a vile cyber persona are actually vile in the real world.
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Read MoreA phone call now may wake her straddle waking dreams to the hymen-ever-after once upon a sleeping crime nothing rhymed ....and the moon is a voyeur’s pearl stringing whispers to sky balustrade A phone call now may wake her strip negligee to bone dribble honey thru pillow hives flood hornets’ nest between legs ...and I’ll sail this sleep...
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Many times writes are over my head, like this one. LOL. I’m pretty good at deciphering poems, etc. Yet some are more complex and perhaps “inside” than I can travel to. But, pixie sticks poems have kept many a reader caught up in the meanings, looking for that connection with the author. It is a bond formed of our mental values. Of what we grasp for, as writer and reader. You make a hell of a spider.
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Thanks Mark. Sometimes metaphor and images over-power the meaning and think this is such a case. It’s really testament to how an unexpected phone call can change life’s narrative.
A spider? Ha. I could certainly do with 8 legs at moment. Broke the same ankle thrice and in the cold weather walk like a penguin with flatulence.
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Oh motherfuck YES, this is goddamn poetry. I needed to get my head out of my own ass and breathe some air, and you, my sweet Welsh friend, are cold wind on a warm day.
The way you fuck a line, gods, with lube and soft kisses and hair pulls.
You weave a poem and use an unexpected trope-twist to make real magic. I’m reminded of why I word-crush on your shit.
THE FUCKING LANGUAGE…
straddle waking dreams to the hymen-ever-after
AND THIS?! Fuck you. I’m literally jealous I didn’t write it…
….and the moon is a voyeur’s pearl
stringing whispers to sky balustradeTHIS?! AAAAARRRHHH!
strip negligee to boneI’m almost over-stimulated and about to cuss you out for being brilliant but this?!
sea-shell coved against my ear
like a seance with the deaf…. that was amazing
I wish I hadn’t quit smoking.
Kickass shit.
BB
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Well Betty Boo, such praise from a writer like yourself, keeps my keyboard warm in middle of night.
Not everyone gets me (so to speak) but I’m cool with that. It’s enough that the poets and people I hugely respect, give a considered nod to my scribbles.
I’m yearning to visit Snowdonia (Eryri in Welsh). It has proved to be the most cathartic landscape.
Keep the faith
Rob x
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Dear R,
The energy of night passion jumps off the page in this piece. Two lovers trying desperately to make it happen without consequence of hurting others. The romance of the ocean in the back ground is hot and (al)luring. I really enjoyed the beauty, intensity and sexy shivers in this poem. H 🌷
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Oo. Diolch H. You get it. The night tells all – there are reasons why my pillows are frayed.
Even as a fiftysomething, I take great pleasure in scratching names in the sand. Last week I took a night walk to sing to the harbour lights – ignoring the bitter cold and manic screech of the junkies. The sea was so calm.
Rob x
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Hauntingly, up my alley…fantastic!
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Too kind. Thank you
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Powerfully penned, Ghosteen. Excellent write with great storytelling my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Okay, the lyrics are beautiful and the way it lulls you is perfect. I never heard this song before. I like it.
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All good to me. Into all kinds of music myself.