• A KISS #4

    “Let’s not speak falsely now
    the hour is getting late.”
    (Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
    by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
    sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)

    “Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
    -Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’

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  • Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

    I saw him in the back of the room
    a wide space between him and the crowd
    no one acknowledged his presence
    he was…a non-entity
    it was a self-imposed exile
    however unintended

    I wanted to feel sorry for him
    sipping his drink in silence
    amidst all the gaiety and laughter
    but I’d felt the brunt…Read More

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    • Such arrogance deserves to be burnt, not fading away, but excised. It’s a strange contradiction, our compassion and empathy, as it sometimes allows such arrogance to exist. It’s not that we shouldn’t have empathy/compassion, we should. But it’s in coming to understand how and when to apply it. I think it’s part of our human journey, our evolving…Read More

      • Your mind might go to strange places but so does mine. They may not be the same places but that’s one of the things I love about poetry…the various ways it translates and thoughts it provokes. Thank you, Curt

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    Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots

    I saw him in the back of the room a wide space between him and the crowd no one acknowledged his presence he was...a non-entity it was a self-imposed exile however unintended   I wanted to feel sorry for him sipping his drink in silence amidst all the...

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    • Even after the bridge is a smoldering pile you still can not feel anything. Once its gone, it’s gone.

    • Powerfully penned, Willow. Another excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. Unfortunately power brings out the worst in humans. Almost like no one person should ever have that much power because it will corrupt them over time. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • It’s true. Occasionally it can be diffused. Not often though. In this case, he was a team lead who liked to flout his title from time to time. When they decided to make him a supervisor, I went to management and listed my concerns categorically. They promised to have a word with him and he changed his behavior immediately. In the end, I became his assistant for a while. He’s since left the team, but he never allowed himself to really be part of it. It was sad in a “get what you sow” kinda way. Thank you, my friend

    • Thank you, Angel Louise 😊

  • Rainbow Dreams

    Today, April 26th, has arrived
    with a promise of color,
    of something that plays in
    our mind like a whisper,
    like a dream.

    Some dreams
    are like candy apples,
    sweetly coated
    and soft inside;
    or, like rainbows,
    that rise
    and fade into the sky.
    And then,
    there are the dreams
    made of you.

    Those dreams,
    where your…Read More

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  • Not the right time

    I wandered into this strange land
    The beauty I have discovered
    With no one to hold my hand
    Only a bag and cloak to cover

    I did not expect to find
    A place to call my own
    I moved space and time
    Wanting to find a home

    Then I met you
    My world became so small
    All my world views
    Mean nothing to me at all

    If I…Read More

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