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Read MoreWhen I grow up IThen will blow up myDress shirt and necktie(Bes’ suit too!), Heck IMeans I’ll wear LeviJeans and my tenniShoes, And I’ll choose toLose those ol’ blues, doDrink some good booze, too!Think I may snooze twoDays, read...
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Oh, thank you! I wasn’t sure I wanted to keep it, but reading it again made me smile, too, so I thought I’d share it and see what others thought. If no one else leaves a positive note, you alone have made this venture worthwhile.
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Thank you dearly my friend! I so need all this feedback! You and Willow have lifted me up today! It is I who need you!
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You??!! Grown up?? Highly doubtful, not with pup-pies running around or with fishbowl gup-pies. And I am guessing you are good friends with that ‘flying’ Peter and his pixie friend. I think we “older” folk need a slogan or motto, something like “The older I gets, the younger I feels” (in mind if not in body…LOL). And of course we will also need a theme song, this poem will do quite nicely I think!!!! Go, FlatDaddy, GO! Keep on rockin’ tha stage!! And the crowd ‘snaps’ galore.
Curt
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Oh, hell, Curt, you don’t want to REALLY get me going, do you? Really? Because I can do that, Curt. That’s what I was MADE FOR! You asked for it! Check out: https://starsrite.com/2025/09/26/i-know-why-im-here-how-bout-you-2/ That is me. And please, it is “Spoken Word,” so go to the bottom of the page where you can click it to hear the Audio version and follow along with the text.
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Read MoreGrandma's Blanket It's red and beige and Grandma gaveit to me when I was seven, just beforeshe died. It's been stolen a coupletimes by family but I tracked it down. My heavy Indian blanket used to cover me completely as a...
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Read MoreJERK OFF GIRLEvery city has it's secret spots...to find some sexual relief.It moves around as wordget's around. I know.A girl HAS to make a living.Don't assume it's all aboutpoor little Paula - it's not.Been there...done only some of it.I...
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Sounds like a rough world in which to live. The writing lives on and on…
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DAMN! You’ve seen it all. Your description and detail is razor sharp. Explicit, and some readers may have a hard time with this material. But goddamn it’s to the point and marvelously executed.
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Read MoreThe Grim ReaperThe old woman was taking a walk through the forest, like she did every day before breakfast. She enjoyed the fresh morning air and the silence. There was hardly anyone outside at this early hour. To her...
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Hello Elke. Outstanding story. A stellar piece of writing that captures so much detail and intrigue. A perfect piece for this time of year. Well done my friend. xo
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Thank you so much for reading and your kind comment, dear Keith! Your comments always tear my heart wide open with gratitude and awe!
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Quite the riveting tale, Sappho! It was very clever of you to switch up the common portrayals of death and love. I enjoyed all the natural references and surprises you sprinkled throughout this piece. Excellent write, my friend.
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Your kind comment and your appreciation makes me blush, dear Clay! Thank you very much!
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Read MoreSmall town Texas nights,Tiny me atop my roof,an asphalt-shingled perch to spy upon the stars --There were so many then.Now I would need a ladder halfway to the heavens to see such finery draped across our plains.A metaphor for...
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I was way too chicken to get on top of any roof. lol
But I would lay on a trampoline at night which was so cool.
Mostly because it felt like I was floating while gazing at the sky. Night or day. Didn’t matter.
A nice escape – good for adults and kids.
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Thanks. I’m glad you have that memory, one that makes the past much sweeter.
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Oh, I understand. Sometimes a kid’s just gotta do what a kid’s gonna do. And it’s always worth it — especially when you look back at it from the distant now, and realize how much more we had then. I have to think I knew it then, or I wouldn’t have done it. The only way it could last was in my memory.
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Live in a building where they have locked the roof. But I would gaze out the window and dream. Lived on the top floor.
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What a shame. I suggest you move to someplace with a roof. Or maybe just find a friend with a roof. Of course, you can always go to the country and find a hill with a good view of the sky. Or vacation in New Mexico or Utah, or some similar “Outside.”
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hello dearest poet I feel the plight of humanity in and on my own body…we are not all so blind and unfeeling… great write ❤️
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Thanks for the nice comment, but I’m uncertain of just how you “feel the plight of humanity on your body.” Tattoos? Scars? Burns? Something else? I’m insanely curious.
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hello yes I have constant internal torure about the plight of humanity I cry when I see the homelss I pray God makes it warner for them and if they need drugs to give it to them…I feel their pain I’m schizophrenic and have been homeless in the past…we are all connected we all feel the despair some are just better at blocking it out…
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That’s very interesting — and scary. It must be very difficult to live this way. I wish you peace and thank you for sharing.
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You write the truth.
Are we as a species , evolving or devolving.
Keep up the good work as you say lots with very few words.🙏-
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Thank you so much, Peter. I really do appreciate your kind words.
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Thank you, M. It’s funny, but I think of that time often, up on that roof. I can still feel the scratchiness of those asphalt shingles and smell the honeysuckle wafting up from our back yard. Wondrous times, wondrous nights.
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Wow! From the roof, gazing at stars and beauty, to gazing at minds and blackness. I love it. I am still gathering material to my “roof” poem. I enjoyed reading your roof poem. Well done, FD “)
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Thanks, M.E., I look forward to reading more of you — and your “roof” poem, when it comes.
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I don’t know if I ever grew up. Losing that spark of silly just seems tragic to me. Glad you stumbled on this old gem. Made me smile 😊