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Read MoreSlithered invitationwith diamond-cutvendettas.Sellswords carved carnival sideshow smilesdarting buttresseyes commencea lust for firesang the bird:conjecture cockfightsa finer company~requisite quislingdangles...
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Well now, Benjamin 🍷
Here, in this gobsmacking piece, is the exact point of issue I was making when you mentioned being “an undisciplined Free Verse poet” … there’s nothing about this poem but an excellent use of skillful poetic devices to command the reader to halt, proceed, imagine, and “feel” every moment, twist, turn, and diversion into your wondrously rendered world of abstract, mind-bending ambiguation, and I say this while sitting here bulge-eyed and jaw-dropped, not only from your phantasmagorical diction of verbosity, but how you’ve used white-space to create mood and imagery, while capturing and holding your readers’ spellbound attention.
Sheesh, M’Friend, it’ll take awhile to shake this one from my consciousness!
Good, really GOOD stuff, Syr Poet! Thanks for the rare experience! ⁓ Richard🖌
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Read MoreThe Shadow of You Sitting here thinking, drinking my Black and Tan contemplating the stormy motion I see in shadows ***** Yes, it’s dark in there but, occasionally you can see different shades of black mixing with greys and an undercurrent of blue. Sometimes, usually when you least expect it,...
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Powerful work. I felt this to the core of me.
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Thomas, thank you. Your presents is muchly appreciated
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This is a very beautiful work, my friend. I love your, “unruly midnight moon,” and there are so many other lines that touched me deeply; if I tried to mention them here I might as well write every line.
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Someone told me that to describe the feelings within shadow was a testament to writing good poetry. I don’t know about that, but I admit, I love this poem, the flow of it, and that you saw and felt it is warmly appreciated. I knew an artist friend who drew scenes in pencil. She had one piece, a landscape, done in black pencil that I swear when you looked at it deeply, you could see blue streaks flow in it. Some of that experience of seeing this piece of art is what I tried to capture in this poem and where that line: “…kaleidoscope of greys” came from.
Mary, thank you, your visits and comments mean a lot to me.
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FlatDaddy, it thrills me that you were touched by this poem. You might be surprised to know that unruly moon gets really rambunctious at midnight. Then again, we are the same age, so you probably know all about unruly moons. At any rate I truly welcome your visit and thanks for a great comment (and message).
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I feel this piece. Nice
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I hear that man. Cool write.
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Read MoreLove in the Time of Katrina II The air was stagnate with humidity, the pines and oaks stood stoically in the stillness and Medea fell hard for Jason. Betrayal like the eye of Katrina, was first calm until the wind changed, spread, increased, intensified. Medea gave everything, including her brothers, so Jason could flee with...
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Read MoreLove in the Time of Katrina The wind swept through the backyardbending trees like kindling,howling windows,making them singa cyclone song filled with sorrow’s acheand love’s loss.I remembered these windsas I sat on the back porchwatching Winter’s snowcover the field and...
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Yeah, that calm was not calm at all. The aftermath was. Terrible
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Katrina, one of the long list of American crimes committed against Black folks. Countless numbers of Black people crammed into the Astrodome, that looked like the slave ships that brought African people here as slaves. The thousands of people who lost EVERYTHING and who were “dispersed” to different parts of the country. Yes it was natural disaster but made worse by man made oppression, like the whites who shot at Black folks on the bridge out of New Orleans, forcing them back into the floods. This country truly is a nation of barbarity and savagery.
Thanks Fia, it is always great when you come and visit my poems.
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Sounds rough and sad to me at the same time.