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Category Archives: poeticprosish
an act of poetic frustration pt2
But these deeper and more profound propositions were yet but glints in these beginnings or this one chaos of a beginning when all the pertinent things mingled and milled without knowing why they mingled and milled or where they’d been … Continue reading
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an act of poetic frustration
At the beginning of this adventure, all things ordained to be pertinent mingled and milled without having much idea what they were doing or where they were to go or that they were to do things or go places. They … Continue reading
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attack of the inner critic
Then the great Ahem comes acting like insomnia had almost grown weary of being a pillow pest or was yanked from a light, chick-watching sit by a frothy fountain gushing near the center of a far-away Bucharest. Then I says … Continue reading
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Tagged inner critic, narrative, poem, poetry, writing
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hostile terrain, continued
but see, turning back is out – the scout reports and a recon team will verify that brambles whose intentions are naught but bad have all but devoured and plan to continue to attack and to devour every ounce of … Continue reading
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Tagged free verse, poem, poetry, story-poetry
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maybe posting a drafty excerpt/outtake will get the momentum going again
seagull down on the beach reaches for an aquamarine section to give it a deep and close to erotic-worthy scratch – a wink at the camera and says the many seasons in this insane island inlet gets a gull to … Continue reading
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how’s that resignation working
torture chamber hours are as these words undergo transmission scheduled for the expected lengthening though a few crusty pullers have yet to smile about the benefits proposed, and they must be excused for forgetting this is for the fortunate whether … Continue reading
there is always room for some decadence
whether the feather shall tickle the nook in this that is a most delicate matter; or from the safest of safeties will play onlooker while helplessly weeping in ecstasy of an admittedly and slightly masochistic skew; aching for the form … Continue reading
satan satan satan
this might come as a shock but I can speak for myself if I must expend mind muscles in search of words that in a crunch come closest to the feeling that is simply the truest. But I can say … Continue reading
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a piece from a forgotten wip (need to get back to it)
She called him a true bastard. A true selfish bastard. She raised her hand as if to claw him but she did not limit her weaponry to the one hand but then had both hands raised as if to claw … Continue reading
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reworking a verse tale…. sample beginning
Mack was a crow who never viewed his image as aged as others viewed his image or he as aged; except when he’d happen to catch his reflection in the casually eventful flights he’d take to clear his head where … Continue reading
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