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Gold cherry

Mehtab Bagh (Moonlight Garden)

We met on the mezzanine, lobby of splendour and gold, our bearded, mystic Hindu guide, spirited tourists into seats. Passed meandering, sacred cows,...

The Theory of Everything (take 2)

I originally posted this piece a few days ago. I had this half-arsed notion that I needed to put something up on my birthday and a rare foray to...
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A Secret Forest

We landed at Marco Polo, Azzurri gateway to the North, clutching passports we passed bleary-eyed through mundane border checks, as luggage rolled...
Cherry

Wootton Village

Audio version at: https://soundcloud.com/user-62051685/wootton-village-mp3 Slate-coloured, sombre skies cast vacuous, apocryphal runes. Carrion crows...
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The Existential Fate of Original Thought

Every day had been the same for so long now. Epicurus sat in his leather backed chair, cradling a glass of scotch, ruminating about life and the arts...

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1492 of my comments have received 1508 Great Feedback votes

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I like the way her friend

Posted on Thu, 11 Jan 2024

I like the way her friend keeps getting the name wrong. It's all about me!

Eesh...progrock. We're not travelling back to the early 70s are we? :)

As ever, the pace is right and the small details light up the story.

Keep going...

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"It is a dark night

Posted on Sat, 13 Jan 2024

"It is a dark night
in Berlin in 1938."

You capture a sense of foreboding in one of the grimmest periods of history. This is a night of the utmost infamy. Your poem captures it so well,Luigi. Keep well. Paul

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I could see those gulls and

Posted on Fri, 12 Jan 2024

I could see those gulls and massive walls of rolling water. Such a visual, evocative poem. Just lovely, Richard. I hope you are keeping well. Paul 

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Posted in Sun - Shines

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The dialogue is credible and

Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

The dialogue is credible and the pacing is good. I like the world of espionage and intrigue that you have built here. Looking forward to the next instalment :)

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Such a deeply personal piece.

Posted on Thu, 21 Dec 2023

Such a deeply personal piece. The authenticy shines through which is why I imagine so many people have connected with it. It takes a great deal of skill to pull off writing something from a child's POV and the result being credible. That's...

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Posted in Children of the Absolution

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"But now, do they regret

Posted on Tue, 09 Jan 2024

"But now, do they regret
behaviour of that time desire to forget?
living presently by better rules,
wishing that they hadn’t been such fools?"

 

I like the rhythm and rhyming in this. I imagine it took a while to...

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Posted in Digging up dirt

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Ah those poor bankers -

Posted on Mon, 08 Jan 2024

Ah those poor bankers - blamed for all of society's ills and yet so blameless :)

There's more than an ounce of truth in here (I know....I've worked with 'em for a lot of my career).

I once looked at a "sure-fire money spinner"...

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Posted in Make Millions in Two Minutes...

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"..and then the people

Posted on Fri, 05 Jan 2024

"..and then the people beneath the stars

who are also phantoms of sorts..."

Often the best poems come from simply observing life. There's a stillness to this, a watchful appreciation of another. There's a skill in moving that to...

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Posted in Culver

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"..we soaked, dripped,

Posted on Sat, 06 Jan 2024

"..we soaked, dripped, dropped,
seeped right into the ground
to restore
its wetness,"

A perfect circle described so beautifully. There's a deftness to this that makes the poem so readable. Just lovely, Rhiannon. Paul

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Posted in Autobiography (but not mine!)

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"Wind battering, rattling,

Posted on Wed, 03 Jan 2024

"Wind battering, rattling, howling,
thunder growling,
rain pounding, ground flooding,"

A tumultuous opening that captures a storm so well. And boy have we had some recently. They feel never ending. Maybe there are sunnier skies...

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