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OBSERVATIONS... 7 years ago I was struck with it
Such an intensity and prolific pain anointed with droplets of heavenly pleasure all too quickly wiped from my joy.
The parameters seemed limitless
I could reach into uncharted depths
And pull you inside out as I pushed myself right side in. Oh the glory days
Where atuned on ethereal frequencies gathering a collection of spiritual misfits and binding them together in the name of beauty, romance and all other names poets are known by,
I wrote to pass the time away from you,
I wrote to draw you nearer to my realm of thought
To partake of some universal truth. Where have you all gone? Deserted me when I needed you most?
As did I when I picked and licked my wounds again and again in some ancient ritual of shaming.
But I've come home a while, will you not receive me?
Not even for Pity's sake? They're just words.
My words. Did you ever really give a damn that I wrote them all for you? Because 7 years ago I lived and died 7 thousand lifetimes in each blink of an eye, and it seems I still can't abandon you
For evey poem was a forced labour of love intoxicated by the twin flames of our great loves.
A drunkard of words drenched in the essences of love and admiration where logic yells I should find none. This is the nature of my lifetime addiction
To our almost love tragedy. I miss you inspiration, 7 years is too long...
Oh the glory days
It was so much fun back then. That was my best time too. I lost a lot of work since then. Destroyed it, unpublished I, tried editing but butchered it. Poetry broke me heart again and again. Loved reading this. You were always one of my greatest poetical inspirations. Still are.
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Yeah. It was such a happening
Yeah. It was such a happening place back then for me. You had so many bona fide nuggets. I have a few that I want to update but because of the updates on the site if I go in I lose the formatting. I will use the print my poems feature one of these days and print all 1555 poems in hard copy! Lol! I miss those days. Went through s really rough time recently but most is going well now. Writing when you're happy can be tough. I miss postpoemies I hope we all find each other and our unique inspirations regular like ;) hugss ps love reading you guys too. My constants x
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."
Oh man
These past 6 yrs have been really challenging for my psyche. It's been a "long strange trip" so to speak. Not Easy!! But also oh so easy at the same time. Someday I will get it all penned down. I wish my thoughts flowed through these fingersas daily ss they use to. I think I was less fearful back then because I was challenging my own fears more head on.
I am really mad at myself for destroying so many of my poems and losing all the wonderful comments. We use to have so much poetical fun! (I lost my mind for a while but I am ok.)
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Yeah, I can relate. I hate
Yeah, I can relate. I hate losing comments all they have to do is click edit unpublish and the work is still there but only you can see it. When they delete their accounts all the great banter and wonderful comments that could lift you out of such dark holes is deleted along with the account. I've had some sad losses and work issues but I'm a new job now and loving the change although it's a 40 min commute. I'm away from my arch nemesis but I taught them a lesson they won't forget. Miss my workmates though. Anyway,... Helping kids with issues is what I love, I'm doing that through a dance program at the moment. Start again in a week! Hard and challenging work but the results are far reaching and very satisfying. Our lives have been touch by loss esp suicide and illness. But, there have been so many great blessings too! I pray more blessings to you too! Keep on writing I'm reading as much as I can. I'm always somewhere around here in the shadows ;) have an amazing year! Love n hugsSS
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."