You took me into this scene. I felt this.

Powerfully penned, Kelly. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Figuring out the small stuff can be overwhelming! Thank god for solitaire.
I enjoy the sound and feel of shuffling a deck of cards. It takes away all the noise in your head.
That’s where my mind took me while reading this. Feeling this and really putting myself in the scene.
Loved this!

Hello Adelphina! I very much enjoy playing solitaire, too…and you’re right, it does calm down the noise in your head. It was the perfect fit for this poem too, I think. Thank you so much for your review. I am most thrilled to meet you!

readin this hits hard so full of pain I’ve been there but that is the nature of love isn’t it to bring us so much pleasure then so much pain no way around it… great write ❤️

its that kind of stuff that will always get in the way and stops us in our tracks every time isn’t it .. the guy was a fool .. and just between you n me .. I know a good hitman who owes me a favour or two .. write on K .. N

Beautiful piece….sad but beautiful.🙏

Love….it’s a blessing and a curse at the same time. They just take turns. This is a sad one, Kelly. All those lonely people on youtube could probably relate in their own way to this. There’s always meaning behind your poems. 🙂

Thank you, Tim. So good to finally see the man behind the poet!

It took me a while before I got “used to” a lonely bed. Kelly, your poem hits home, and all I can think to say is, it’s a hard task sleeping in a lonely bed, where memories linger and the smell of them remains, even after many washings of sheets.

How about a game of gin rummy, over a triple shot of Black Label on the rocks? ;0)

Curt

You are a very good writer yaknow.
And, you must be pretty young, because Jack Daniels is for the younger crowd (so I’ve seen, lol) and we older folks sip Jim Beam. Of course there’s Jamison, but it feels stereotypical when I drink it, LOL.
You ensnare us with all the intricate details within your writes. The thread count sheets, as an example. That is precision detail.
You could easily carry a longer write, and we would be most grateful, because you write so well. It’s good to have you here, you bring quite the talent.

Wow, you sure know how to articulate a compliment! Thank you most kindly for acknowledging the precision detail in my work. I strive for that, that and writing with the brevity of words. I do have lengthier pieces, which I will be posting soon. It’s good to be here. I am quite comfortable in the company of kindness! You’ve made my day. Thank you, again!

The imagery of drowning in a smile and being a thousand kisses deep perfectly captures the feeling of being completely swept away by someone. Great write.

I echo the comment above. Great poem, Kelly.

this reads like a melody of passion I can feel it ❤️

I love this post Kelly; it is absolutely dreamy in a sensual ambience….
Warmly, B

Thank you, Betty! Feels good to have familiar faces looking back at me as I type!

Short and perfectly sweet Kelly

My forte is writing with a brevity of words. Thank you, Peter. So nice to meet you!

Wow, that is a smile

Beautifully penned, Kelly. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Oh’ my .. but what a way to go Kelly eh’ .. ink spilled perfectly … again .. inktoxicating poetry .. Neville 😎🍷👍

If I only had an audience of one, I’d be content if it were you! Thanks, Nev!

Welcome, Dear Kelly 🍷
Now, that you’ve arrived, Stars Rite is in for a real Free Verse treat … like none before.

How delightfully sentimental the vivid clarity of your verbal virtuosity transports us back to a time of musical freewheeling magic, through the creative skills of true American folk artists … those days that will live forever in our youthful minds, hearts, and souls.

Love your perfect title and artwork choices … they set such a sweet ambiance!
Thank you, Dear Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard🖌

“Like the pine trees lining the winding road, I’ve got a name, I’ve got a name”—
And I wonder if it is possible to save time in a bottle…It happened in the film, Message in a Bottle, with Robin Wright, Costner and Newman.
The waves roll in and with them memories. I never got to see the others, but I saw Dylan twice. Such a classic, and classic poet.
He and Paul Simon made me first start really listening to the lyrics, the poetry that was theirs.
But with much of the new music, “It’s all over now, Baby Blue.”

great poem…

j.

And this is why I love to roam the streams of poetry sites. Someone once sang ‘without music the world dies’ and viewing the world from both sides now, I tend to agree. Exquisitely executed. There seems to be an influx of writers from an other site in here & it’s all the better for it.

Yes, indeed. With fine poetic flair, you tell us of music and memories that detail our lives. I recall how songs of the past have bookmarked events and special people in my life. Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer” always makes me think of that 4’10” girl I once loved. The song “Brandy” by “Looking Glass” always puts me back in 1970’s California, and another girl I knew. How do non-music lovers do it?

There were so many I could have mentioned as true troubadours of music, but I think we each have our own compilation as to who qualifies. I am happy to have your presence here, Sam. Thank you for the smile I am wearing!

You never write a so so poem, Kelly. I’m very glad you’ve arrived.
I could go through a list of people I grew up listening to including the singers you’ve mentioned. Gordon Lightfoot was a favorite besides James Taylor, CSN, Joni Mitchell…and too many rock bands to mention. The 70’s and some of the 80’s were the best time for music. It’s such a shame kids are growing up listening to such poison. Perhaps that’s an element of why our world is so crazy. Anyway, great poem.

Yes indeed, my friend, I have arrived…with many thanks to you for being the first person to put a bug in my ear to join. Then Sam and Richard encouraged me to do so, too. What friends I have in poetry! A thousand thank yous for leading the way!

I am joining this convo. Love the piece you posted here. Immediately, the song The Times They Are A-Changin’.came to mind

Who said romance is dead .. not on our watch eh’ .. and now it will live on here now and for always .. It would be far too easy to fall in love with thy pen dear lady K ..

p.s. I got a thing about good old Mr. Zimmerman .. seen him twice over here in the last three years & a two piece cover version once too called the Big Yellow Tambourine Man Band a smashing Bob n Joni M look and soundalike duo .. check em out, I dubble dare ya .. 💛😎👍🍷

Nostalgia waxes warmly in the spill of remembrances, yesteryear’s idyllic Eden 🌼

Hoi hoi chère K.,
Your first entrance (your intro perhaps?), I love it a lot.
Bob D released us from the
Love
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Me
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You
Know
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Love
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Tyranny (is that English?) my mum didn’t teach me English….

So I’ll always be grateful for what bob D accomplished!
We must be proud of ourselves too! We write future memories. Of that I’m sure. You did anyway.
Keep ‘em coming dear! Lots and lots of them. And I’ll read them all.
Kind regards, Gus

Brilliantly penned, Kelly. Into the book it belongs! Amazing write my friend, nowadays it seems most people only care about the hook. I dig the classics myself. Welcome to Stars Rite. Appreciate you.

Damian

Yes! Live this piece p, and the artists and music you reference. I look forward to reading more of your work!

Oh, my! This is good. Welcome to the site.

Beautiful work. Great to see you here.

Hi Kelly, so glad you told me about the SR and really happy that Fia’s link helped me to create my account here. And on top of this, a musical rendezvous in poetry by a wonderful poet…YOU!!!

Many of my musical influences were some of the ones you mentioned, as well as Carol King, Smokey Robinson, Marvin Gaye, Blood, Sweat & Tears, and, of course, Jimi Hendrix. I think back then, as with many of the youth today, we lived in our music. I firmly believe our generation (baby boomers) had the best music. It was innovative, rebellious, inspiring, and moved us to want and act to create a better world. There was a tenderness, a sweetness, and kindness to it. “Aint no Mountain High Enough” that true romance couldn’t climb. I think your poem, Kelly, could inspire a book with all those “troubadours” as main characters.

It is good to read your poetry Kelly, thanks for posting it.
-Curt (your fellow traveler from SC and WC)

My poetry, and everything I’ll ever write, is for my friends, like you, Curt. Friends I’ve met over the years at the WC, and the years before, at The Starlite Cafe. And now, we’re here. I’d say we’re pretty lucky to STILL be among friends! And it feels real good!