Words, swords, crowds
Laugh together!
And they mingle.
Drink hot coco
Sniff the roses.
They stain the porcelain cups.
Dive deep in lakes of tea
Emerge spotless.
The journey continues,
This mixture of paraphernalia
Slides down the left ear
Of a grumpy, white cat.
It’s ticklish, it makes me giggle!
Whispered the cat!
As sleepy as I ever was
Just let me linger.
Take your flight!
But it is too late,
A cultural revolution enthralled
This dusty room, this lazy cat.
Let us erase Shakespeare!
Let us forget Keats!
The fate of art is to linger!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful and unusual 😇
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Thank you!
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Pleasure
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Thoughtful. I’m glad I dropped by. I read your profile. Once, a long long time ago I too was 17. The path before you has endless possibilities particularly as you have a soul for beauty and expression. You do need to choose wisely and there are always choices that can cause problems. It is vitally important that you find an ANCHOR for your soul and then all the rest of your writing and expressions of beauty and life have this reference point. I hope my blogging post may in some way be of help. I know what choices I made and where now I have the safe harbour to be truly me. I value your beautiful site vey much. Thank you.
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Thank you for your inspiring and kind comment. I felt very good when reading it. I felt like no matter what things will be okay. It is very rarely that you find someone to reassure you just with their way of being or with their energy that things will be fine. I hope you will come back to read more as I will visit your blog frequently. I will look very closely for that anchor.
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Your words are charming, clever and ticklish. I love. You also have an amazing and colorful site. Congrats!
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Thanks a lot! Come back for more!
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Thank you too! I will definitely!
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Words try to name an impression, but they can only really complement our perception. They are only an addition, very valuable, but an addition:-) best regards
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Indeed. The mastery of words is unbelievably beautiful and sometimes they can make existence worthwhile. Like creating stories in our minds about the life around us. That is what makes life meningful to us. But it works the other way around too. Sometimes what we experience is too powerful to be expressed with words, or trying to use words for those intense moments would only ruin the magic.
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That is why silence is said to be golden 🙂
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This is quite fascinating. I wonder if my understanding of your words is the same as yours.
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Now that I revisit the poem I feel it has a life of its own. As it should be. It should be read and understood by everyone in their own way. Could you share with me your understanding of the poem?
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The way I interpreted this poem is that you are satirizing the modern way of embracing consumerism and everything that is easy and almost superficial and saying why do we need the complexities of the past as embodied in the works of Keats and Shakespeare’s works. They are no longer relevant as we have achieved something better, but the undertone is, but have we really?
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You explained it in a passage better than I would have ever had in any form that is not poetry.
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Loved your poetry. Thanks for visiting my blog. I’m just beginning to try poetry. Would love to receive your feedback whenever possible. And will look forward to reading more from you.
Sonia from A Hundred Quills
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You are welcome! Come back to read more! I am glad you liked my poems! I will definitely do my best to give you some feedback!
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Wonderful.😘
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