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  • Love Sonnet LXXIX

    As I glide smoothly across
    the ice, as the cold air assails
    my face, I feel like I am
    flying. Your face

    appears under the ice, staring
    up at me. You are smiling,
    your hands, upturned, reach
    toward me, inviting me to

    join you in the cold, wet
    waters of this dream. I
    fly faster, skates moving

    like a blur,…Read More

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    • I love the chill of this poem – if you’re not a fan of Kate Bush do listen to Under Ice on The Hounds of Love album!

      • Thanks HJx, for the sweet comment and for the the Kate Bush mention. I will definitely go listen. I actually do like the few songs I have heard from her. As well as her duet with Peter Gabriel on “Don’t Give Up”.

        • You’re welcome – enjoy Kate! “Waking the Witch” from the same album inspired me to write Heathen, the opening tale in Basque Love Stories. It’s here on Starsrite, too, live, featuring sensational young actress Isla Furl as Julia. Enjoy!

    • Such a vivid, haunting piece. I love how it moves from ice to fire with such ease. Beautifully done.

  • Sensory Memories

    “why are you so addicted to popcorn?”

    because on Saturday evenings…
    when I was small…
    (too young to know of more exciting things…
    like theaters and urban adventures)
    there was a table that became an arena

    where board games and Uno took over
    and we gathered as a family…
    no chores…
    otherwise idle…Read More

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    • Aw, I can smell the corn popping from here – a really atmospheric poem.

      • Thank you 😊 I make popcorn every week, never recapture those moments but it brings back the memories

    • Willow, I make the popcorn the same way your grandmother did, 3 quart pot, melt the butter and mix. But I must confess, the popcorn goes in a big bowl and I eat it all from there. Thanks for sharing the popcorn….er… I mean the poem. ;0) -Curt

      • There were a minimum of a dozen of us at that table. There would have been no room for a big bowl. I’ve never seen a bowl the size she used for the popcorn since then. I use an air popper but yes, it goes in a bowl and it’s all mine too. 😊

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    "why are you so addicted to popcorn?"   because on Saturday evenings... when I was small... (too young to know of more exciting things... like theaters and urban adventures) there was a table that became an arena   where board games and Uno took over and we gathered...

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    • It’s good to have memories like that. Sometimes – when memories are triggered – you can’t help but be reminded of those carefree times when life was a little more magical and joyous.

      • On the farm it was always busy busy busy. These nights were like time capsules when everyone came together in love and joy…not for work. Thank you 😊

    • We can relate to this piece. There was a poetess on dup that was super at these type pieces also. We don’t remember her name only that she reminisce often on earlier happier times, kinda like Styxian. We like his pieces also.

      • I used to write this kind of memory-based poems all the time on DU. Styxian does a fantastic job at memory journeys. Thank you 😊

    • They were beautifully chaotic moments filled with love and the smell of fresh popcorn…on really special occasions we made banana splits too! Farm folk…these were cherished times. Thank you 😊

    • Beautifully penned, Willow. Another excellent write filled with ripe nostalgia my friend. I definitely remember board games and cards and to the point that there were always amazing snacks. My dad used to make fresh Carmel Corn when we’d have a movie night. It’s the little things in those sweet memories we hold on to most. Amazing read as always. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • I sometimes think farm folk and country folk have the most rich lives in terms of special moments. When everything stops so we can have these evenings, it makes them all the more precious. And my dad was a master at cheating playing Connect Four and loved Uno like nobody I know. We knew when he was about to lay some ornery on us because he’d grin like crazy and giggle. He never could have played poker. 😂 Thank you, my friend

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    Back aches Feet throbs Vision strain Headache driving one insane   We came up with the saying  “the tough get it done”   I’m done… We as a society, on a whole Are charcoaled steak Extra well, with no tenderness in sight

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