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Read MoreIt does not begin, it does not end. Never hear it start, never hear it stop. Ceaseless, present at every moment. This inner sound - an object of sense. With willpower we dominate, breathing at our will. Whereas we are subordinate to the sound of silence. An entity you cannot dominate, but...
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Read MoreThe voices of silence - exclamatory silence! They vent what is suppressed, articulating what is disconnected. For answer, my tongue dances to the rhythm of my whisperer, vocalizing concealed thoughts. So, this Delilah of my mind tingles my consciousness with her voice. This luring temptress that is psychosis...
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Read MorePsychosis carried in the gales, for I am surely windblown, windward from my own psyche, where boundaries of reality have eroded. With concealed hands, a nonvisual hallucination caresses the encasement of my soul, provoking verbal responses. Nothingness which wreathes around me, a curve in a state of non-existence meandering...
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Read MoreRest now… and let the storm pass. Imagine a bedcover hovering over youand it peacefully covers the coming storm. Rain patters the blanketand you feel it become damp,yet you're shielded from another storm. Rest now… and uncover yourself. Imagine what...
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Poets bare their natures. Right now mine is stormy with anger.
I don’t want to hide under the blanket.
Like you say….too much going on and the blanket is too damp to ignore.
I relate to your poetry, Daniel.
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Why thank you, sir. I’m going to have to check out your work! Thanks again for the comment.
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Read MoreHating writing? But having felt great about writing? What is the secret? You just have to bleed into the page, no matter if it’s good or not good enough! Write like the ice rain in winter… tapping the window panes hard...
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“Tap the window panes hard”–yes, it seems the only way to get one to notice poetry. Not the favorite genre of so many…
They seem not to want to work a little to find something of value in the words.
I really like this…Daniel.
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Yes, the secret to writing is simply to do it.
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I’m sure this resonates with many Daniel. Kudos for posting this