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I think I remember something
when I rember I forgot
then try to remember
what I forgot
my head starts spinning
thickening the plot
I'm building puzzles
with puzzle pieces
from other puzzles
with the same cut
so they fit together
but they don't match up
Puzzles@72
At 72+ everything appears to be a puzzle. Yet it's just beautiful to embrace the years. Some puzzles are never solved and it doesn't really matter. I nostalgically remember your Healing Lady days and my own Popeye days. Actually off late Just Scribbling on a Poets Only site is so so devastating mentally. But may you please convey that I still enjoy reading posts on this gorgeous blog. My regards and best wishes
©bishu
Why haven’t you written..
Why haven't you written anything new in a long time? Are you retired now?
clever
Clever fun truth.
Debbie
thanks
I still suffer this mismatched puzzle of a life
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Must be in our stars...
Must be in our stars... feeling much the same glorious piece. Resonated so well. And fir many 8m sure
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
thank you
the brain is a mysterious puzzle
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Hello
Hello MG Are you still in the large motor trailer. I took quite some time to get back. Getting "bonky" with age
©bishu
I'm in
I'm in a glorious palace of an old hippie school bus. Haven't been around the writing world for too long. Hope your holidays are bright
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I like that, the pieces fit
I like that, the pieces fit but the picture doesn't make sense. Too much on the brain, the plate, the line... its okay to be on overload that's all the overlords seem to give us!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I hope you don’t mind..
I hope you don't mind. You had commented on a poem by Pam Schwetz titled 'WHEN ALICE THREW THE LOOKING GLASS'. Excuse me for yelling. Your comment referred to Humpty Dumpty. I responded to your comment. Unfortunately, Pam Schwetz deleted it. I thought you might enjoy it, so here it is.
One night, Donald Trump opened the door
And there stood a beautiful whore
He said 'I'm Donald Trump. Gee,
It's you I want to hump, see?
If you're looking for Humpty Dumpty
He don't live here no more!'
Thank you
haha!
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Hello Morningglory!
Hello Morningglory!
Been a long time. How are you? What's the story?
How long has it been? Seems like an eternity
To be clear, I said 'eternity', not 'paternity'
If you're unclear about paternity
We'll need to go on 'Maury'
You got it right with this
You got it right with this demonstration of what it's really like to keep it all straight in our heads. Welcome to my world. Great stuff. Love it!
is it just aging?
it makes me feel a sense of dementia
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You’re forgettable…
You're forgettable
That's what you are
So forgettable
Can't find your car?
It must be somewhere
In the parking lot
But where exactly
That's what you forgot
Did you even take the car today?
Are you sure?
Really sure?
You're forgettable
In every way
So forgettable
Worse every day
That's why it's so incredible
That you think I'm unforgettable
You wanted to tell me
But you forgot
What you wanted to say
haha
I love this response. Unforgettable
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Thank you for posting this.
Thank you for posting this. The poem describes an emotion that all of us have experienced at some time and that many of us, I suspect, feel quite frequently. In eleven brief lines, you describe it quite precisely, but those final two lines almost jump off the screen with the power of the truth that they present and declare.
Starward
I drive myself crazy
crazy it makes me to mix myself up
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