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    The Obliging Neighbor

    This morning I just looked out my windowAccross the streetI saw my neigbor place a gun to his dog's headHe blew the dog's brains out all over the placeHe walked calmly back into the houseA few moments laterHe dragged...

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    The Heart is Just Twilight

    Place my orphan heart inside the jewels of your oceanic dress every tide could just be bikini may the last Wednesday wave keep you wet forever Where were youwhen my spine was a crushed novellaawaiting the librarian delicate touchto place me on her bookshelf? How...

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    • Strangely brilliant.

      • I’ll settle for strangely beautiful. Thank you Peter. In poetry and cyber kindness. Rob

    • The tension between digital distance and primal yearning – between the “computer screen” and “bones falling out of pillows”
      – is utterly captivating. The imagery is beautiful and sensual, a collision of technology and raw desire.

      • Where the hell did you sail from? Let’s board a pirate ship and plunder & plunder, until there is nothing left but words hand-scratched on the Titanic.

        Written since the womb really (apologies – that sounds so fucking pretentious) but as the decades tumble, if I can touch such beautiful souls then let that be my linguistic epitaph. Rob – never ever call me Bob. Lol

    • Outstanding.

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    A Jersey Shore in Ryegate

    A Jersey Shore in Ryegate   There were raspberries in that pasture there was a hill from which we could see a couple old Vermont towns   we were the youth of the fifties scrambling through the brush dodging cows that gave us   a puzzled eye chewing cud in...

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    • How sad that all things must change. I can relate in some ways just walking out my front door and seeing rows of houses where once woods where we played sat. All my childhood friends left when they heard of other boroughs moving in. They were right. I can imagine how hard it must be for you to go back and see a different world, one not so loving.

      • thanks Tim…most of it is the same….this concerned one particular spot I remembered, or thought I did and wanted to look at it once more. But I could not get to it…all overgrown…

        thanks for your words…and sharing your story.
        j.

    • This poem is full of gentle nostalgia – the raspberries, the cows, the hills all bring the past vividly to life. It’s quietly profound, and I could almost step into that memory myself. Beautifully done, j

      • I wish you could literally step into it, Romaj ….it was and still is so beautiful up there in Ryegate.

        Thanks for your words.

        j.

    • Phenomenally penned, Jacob. Love the nostalgic flavor, and the memories in a small corner of a past universe. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Some say you should never go back. Not me, I am a great one for nostalgia. Things change, not always for the better, but memories last a lifetime. Fabulous poem and your latest book title too. I love our bovine friends. Can remember walking through meadows myself as a child.

      Chris

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