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Thank you willow. I meant for it to be short and I don’t know what happened. But I agree with you. If you do not understand why you are saying it. It means nothing.
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Terrific write Fia.
Sorry is only one of the many words that leave our lips without any real truth or understanding.
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Thank you, Peter. That is the truth:))
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good observational write. Well described. It is worth saving and recalling this write, for others too. A mantra to be wary of false words, including apologies.
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Thank you Styxiam. It is good to remember.;))
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Another excellent musing my friend. Amazing observation as always. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Read MoreOn the 5th,the myth of the ghostships returnsadrift,unhurried,moving with the slow authorityof things that have forgottenwhat it means to have a destination. They glide across the inner horizon,full of voids and echoesfrom the beginnings of time,carrying the dust of ancient...
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This gives an eerie vibe here and I like the feel of it.
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Thanks, Fia, appreciate you!
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Brilliantly penned, PAR. Excellent write again my friend. Keep these stories flowing brother another amazing read. I dig this one a lot. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks, Damiano, appreciate you.
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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month
April 5th, Ghostships Drift Through the Mind
On the 5th,
the myth of the ghostships returns
adrift,
unhurried,
moving with the slow authority
of things that have forgotten
what it means to have a destination.They glide across the inner horizon,
full of voids and echoes
from the beginnings of time,
carrying the dust of ancient…Read More![Profile Photo]()
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Pretty cool poem, PAR. As I read, I felt some of the verses had the feel of a Pablo Neruda texture. April 5th is here and the poetry is honestly flowing. -Curt
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Thank you, Neruda is one of my favourite poets, Fernando Pessoa and Florbela Espanca are my top influences.
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
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 arenawhere board games and Uno took over
and we gathered as a family…
no chores…
otherwise idle…Read More4 Comments-
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Aw, I can smell the corn popping from here – a really atmospheric poem.
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Thank you 😊 I make popcorn every week, never recapture those moments but it brings back the memories
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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
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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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I remember my grandma used to sit down and talk quietly with us when we did something we shouldn’t have. She’d explain how our actions hurt someone else, how it made them feel and asked how we would feel if it was done to us. She wanted to be sure we understood the repercussions of our actions, no automatic apology was expected. She knew we needed to feel it for it to really matter. I don’t think a lot of people take the time to do that these days. It’s just a reflexive “say you’re sorry” to the child without explanation. Doesn’t mean much that way. And then it perpetuates longevity for the behavior. This is a solid “got away from me ” piece