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I sway as I read this…waves of words as music…no this more than words…pure magic…
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Thank you, my friend. That actually means a lot. Words as music is a really cool way of putting it. 🙂
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Such beautiful descriptions and imagery. I love the line about being both ” Trash was art and art was salving.” Made me think how who or what someone or something is “art” or “trash” is very much personal opinion. And for an object that’s fine but for aspersions it’s not. A person should be valued anyways. In the beginning I think the speaker seeks healing and you say art is “salving” so it heals. In the end, the speaker sees no help from the heavens and seems to have found their own shrine with their cats. Saftey if not healing. I get the feeling religion has hurt this person. Just my thoughts. Wonderfully written.
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I really like what you have to say here. I think you may be right. Perhaps the person in this poem had sought healing but instead found refuge far over the sea somewhere. It’s certainly a journey that has been gone on, that’s for sure. 🙂
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The unabridged searching
Simply beautiful
Great read
Excellent work
My hats off two you both
Uncle George
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Thank you, Uncle George! 🙂
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Really like the fourth-line meter and rhyme scheme — subtle and catchy, a vehicle well ridden
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Thanks so much. Yes, we felt it could be fun to do that. We’re glad you liked it. 🙂
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Wonderfully vivid and so finely descriptive, this poem pushes the limits of creativity… It’s an erudite workpiece that should be read at least three or four times in order to plumb the depths of meaning. Very well done, indeed!
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Now that is a compliment and a half. Thank you, Sir Jonathan! 😀
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You are most welcome, my friend! 🙂
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This is excellent 🙂 Bravo you two!
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Aaawww… shucks!
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I’m so crap at poetry, don’t understand a word of it, but it sounds nice in my head when I read it. 😊
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There’s a lot of poetry we don’t understand either, Fraggle. Heck, the only poetry we understand most of the time is our own! 😛
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I’m OK with ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud’ kinda stuff, I’m just a simple soul 😀
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I can’t stop reading the line “there was darkness sweating from the cracks along my skin and under my feet”. What a powerful image. I really love this one!
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Thank you, Serena. I had written a different word instead of “sweating” for that line. When Tati suggested it then I knew we had to use it. 😉
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This is so rich: like a dish foreign to me which quickly tastes like home; so many ingredients and flavours; so much beautiful dissonance. 🙂 I mean … love it!!!
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Welcome to our Magic Kitchen! We’ll cook up something special for you, something spicy, something noodly. Happy hour is 24/7 and the drinks are free. 😛
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Just gets better and better then. 😉
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Nothing but pure win here, my good man. 😉
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How do you say DELICIOUS? I think that’s a line from my circuit party days of the 90s, but your writing, and this post transcends RAVE. Keep turning the beat around and feel the passions (that’s probably the 80s speaking). Peace and love, Harlon
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Well, we love to hear the percussion here at Unbolt, so we’ll keep on rat-tat-tatting on the word drums. 😉
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