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    Gimme a Break

    I've heard it said whispered behind guilty hands "she's unconventional" as if they believed I hadn't overheard thinking I don't understand... the slightest pause between their words spells their very definition   as I roll my eyes thinking to myself... why can't they just say it exactly the way they...

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    • I gotta take my coffee decaf these days. 😊 But my quill and I are always down for a gathering. It would be a pretty dull place if everyone was “same”. Thank you, Peter

    • Oddly enough, that chorus was part of the original poem. It just felt like a focal to me, so it became a chorus. That happens a lot with my songs, actually. This was originally part of poetry month entries, a couple years ago. Thank you for supporting my efforts, brother. So much appreciated

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    Poetic Glow

    tell me the words sitting at the back of your throat...   the ones yearning for exposure aching to be naked at your feet bathed in moonlight and mist shadow dancing upon dewy moss as hope awaits a tender kiss   press the petals of ancient roses long fallen...

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    Noisy B!tch

    let's get a couple things straight  I might as well go ahead and say it and I ain't asking if it's okay it's a truth that just can't wait I'm sure some of y'all will relate    if you're looking for my silence... keep it moving you...

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    • I think you’ve always been a badass you just didn’t realize it until today…. Do I have to go hide ? Or are you going to kick my ass for saying it?

    • Chère W.,
      I’ll try and tell you what I feel in a foreign language, so please forgive my mistakes.
      This eye candy poem brings back memories of the beauty you posted on/in DUP.

      It’s no coincidence that I am a fan of your writes.

      And yes, it’s important that you feel seen, cared for and loved by people who surround you. Very important and I think you deserve that too.

      This is more or less the idea of the coop, recently posted with the very special and talented Drieks:

      I’m Alive – Coop Drieks & Duhsjaak/Gus

      Sloppy as hell and with hay fever kicking in full force, but you’ll get the feeling.

      I don’t mean to be rude, but this thanking business is a very region tradition thing.
      So:
      if you’re American: thank you very much
      in all other cases: I love your poem to bits and can’t wait for the next.
      May your Sunday be beautiful!

      Warm regards, Gus

      • I’ll go check out the link. I’ve experienced a few of the coop pieces and much enjoyed the collaboration and words. Thank you, Gus

    • Hahaha, standing on it Lady, to tight

    • Thank you, Brenda 🧡

    • Thank you, Peter

    • I like that quote! This is what one might call a warning shot that I’m about to clear out the closet. It gets messy after this. Thank you, bro, for feeling this and for your words

    • Thank you, Thomas

    • I’ll go check out the link. I’ve experienced a few of the coop pieces and much enjoyed the collaboration and words. Thank you, Gus

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    Flushing the Veins

    it's not lost on me the irony as I gaze out the window at a landscape thick with fouled air unsafe for me to breathe I see the destruction and the debris carnage lying in the street celebrating a birthday while the recipient is on the deathbed seems...

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    • I don’t know why these comments are only showing up now for me. I had forgotten about this one. Thank you, Brenda 🧡

    • For some reason the comments for this one only just showed up, even though I see they were posted a while ago. Thank you, brother, these are trying times and more wood is always helpful for the bonfire

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    Community Power Tools

    it started as a whisper  soft warnings... just at the edges of awareness  the way a storm builds  only a murmur in the distance drifting on a slight breeze but it grew... from a tiny sound barely audible... to a full blown roar leaving nothing behind only total destruction... no going...

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