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Comment by 2mccs:
I want to write something beautiful, like this. I have had to start at the beginning with “how to write poetry” books. I had never heard of an iambic metrical foot or indented tercets. I have a very long way to go but rereading your poem makes me more determined. I may just have to start with a limerick.

Now Appearing in Your Unconscious
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Comment by glad2badad:
Yikes. What a mess!

the shopper
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Comment by PennyStreet:
That shopper has been eternalized. Lucky him:)

Written in Wood
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Comment by tnun:
this is lovely. I want to have done it.

Wabi-sabi Wasabi
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Comment by herfotoman:
Westernised Japanese.. your'e right.

I do like it and it would be a much nicer print than mine....

Not sorry about the Brown, all's fair in Africa and war.

Wabi-sabi Wasabi
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Comment by tnun:
I can already feel my sinuses clear. an almost nightmare of fore and aft.

Light
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Comment by daisydavid:
Somewhat melancholy and filled with lament. I like the lonely openness, the detachment, the looking back and the final realisation of solitude. The imagery of the shaken off ceilings that give freedom at the cost of a loss is really a coherent message throughout. It is a deep inner fear that is exposed or a dreaded reality. I've had dreams such as these, albeit under the effects of (legal) hallucinatory medication, but I never related them in a poem. Maybe I'm right off the mark, but it works for me. Thank you.

Written in Wood
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Comment by kiwinick:
the thought is there and you can see the blue but sadlty others don't share the enthusiasm you do.
Its a situation I encounter in most challenges myself cheer up 5

Milkweed
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Comment by tnun:
you have made a fireworks!

Light
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Comment by 2mccs:
I love your poems. I wish I were a poet.