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- 21 Mar 2024, 01:10
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: A Niight in Jail
- Replies: 4
- Views: 489
Re: Haibun
Is this better Bob?
- 21 Mar 2024, 00:56
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Swing
- Replies: 3
- Views: 329
Re: Swing
Guilty until proven innocent, I guesss. This is a delightful poem. I loved the whole thing, but especially the first half. Yours isn't just telling like mine; it has poetry to it, lyricism, similes, just great.
- 20 Mar 2024, 21:22
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Resisting Arrest in Warren, RI
- Replies: 3
- Views: 356
Re: Resisting Arrest in Warren, RI
Good, funny poem with a hint of universal frustration with injustice.
Your poem inspired me to post one of my run-ins with the law. I might post some other ones if I can find time to write at the moment.
Your poem inspired me to post one of my run-ins with the law. I might post some other ones if I can find time to write at the moment.
- 20 Mar 2024, 21:19
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: A Niight in Jail
- Replies: 4
- Views: 489
A Niight in Jail
A Night in Jail Leroy Truck, or Track, he used both as if it didn't matter which was right. Dad, a New Deal Democrat, picked him up off the streets, homeless, gave him a job and a place to live. Leroy had a widow's peak, hair slicked back like a forties crooner which was odd for a Lakota. Dad baile...
- 19 Mar 2024, 17:25
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Blue Prayer Beads
- Replies: 8
- Views: 651
Re: Blue Prayer Beads
Thanks Bob for your enthusiasm and kind response.
Thanks Caleb
Thanks Caleb
- 17 Mar 2024, 17:30
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Blue Prayer Beads
- Replies: 8
- Views: 651
Blue Prayer Beads
Blue Prayer Beads 95 beads in total, a tassel of embroidery floss. 5 pewter beads separate the remaining 90 blue Dumortierite beads. A gift from my wife who's always there to save a drowning man. I say, "Allah’u’Abha", slide a bead left or right each count until I feel the tassel that’s like an art...
- 15 Mar 2024, 04:33
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: A Narrow Fellow
- Replies: 8
- Views: 772
Re: A Narrow Fellow
As I said, I don’t come here a lot. I have another site I go to more.
Right now, I’m not posting much anywhere. Having trouble writing for the moment.
Right now, I’m not posting much anywhere. Having trouble writing for the moment.
- 14 Mar 2024, 21:14
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: A Narrow Fellow
- Replies: 8
- Views: 772
Re: A Narrow Fellow
I agree with Michael.
This is a clever and discerning poem. One of the best you’ve posted.
This is a clever and discerning poem. One of the best you’ve posted.
- 12 Mar 2024, 18:21
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Today I Was Her Dad Though Tonight She Asks Me Where The Man Is Who Raked Leaves
- Replies: 5
- Views: 935
Re: Today I Was Her Dad Though Tonight She Asks Me Where The Man Is Who Raked Leaves
Thanks Frank, Caleb, for reading and commenting
- 11 Mar 2024, 03:10
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Becoming a Sweetie
- Replies: 4
- Views: 550
Re: Becoming a Sweetie
Sorry you feel that way. First this is not my main poetry workshop. I used to come here more but it’s been awhile. You sure make a lot of assumptions and judgments. And usually people here don’t post 5 or six poems in a row. I just came here after posting poems in a site where you post a poem a day ...
- 29 Feb 2024, 02:48
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2
- Replies: 5
- Views: 822
Re: Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2
It’s a narrative poem. Most of your poems are narrative poems, maybe shorter than mine but I’m sure you’ve poems by more accomplished poets than me that are narrative and as long or longer than mine. In my humble opinion everything in the poem is salient to the whole.
- 29 Feb 2024, 00:34
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2
- Replies: 5
- Views: 822
Re: Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2
You've presumed a lot of things.
- 27 Feb 2024, 20:32
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2
- Replies: 5
- Views: 822
Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2
Spinocerebral Ataxia Type 2 I thought about death again today. Being a hospice nurse you’d think I would have built a wall, detached myself. There are holes in my wall. Recently, I failed when my patient was forty-two with a hereditary disease. His mother died from it. Five out of seven of his sibl...
- 27 Feb 2024, 20:01
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Unwrapping the Truth
- Replies: 8
- Views: 773
Re: Unwrapping the Truth
Just my take: Unwrapping the Truth The thumb print on the dust jacket of Stalling’s new book tells me that the Amazon clerk forgot to wash his hands after a lunch of fried chicken. Compared to such blossoms as I find inside, my efforts are oily smudges, my pride a grease trap from which immortal flo...
- 16 Feb 2024, 07:09
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Calling My Mother
- Replies: 2
- Views: 820
Re: Calling My Mother
Thanks Caleb for commenting.
- 15 Feb 2024, 01:04
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Calling My Mother
- Replies: 2
- Views: 820
Calling My Mother
I had a mother who berated me. It was her own insecurities. Someone probably did the same to her. This is one of my very early poems and I hadn’t forgiven her yet. Calling My Mother When I call her, it is the last day, the last hour. Nothing has changed. Her voice curls around my spine, twisted ther...
- 13 Feb 2024, 23:09
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Today I Was Her Dad Though Tonight She Asks Me Where The Man Is Who Raked Leaves
- Replies: 5
- Views: 935
Today I Was Her Dad Though Tonight She Asks Me Where The Man Is Who Raked Leaves
Today I Was Her Dad Though Tonight She Asks Me Where The Man Is Who Raked Leaves She got out of bed today. I asked her to help me in the yard, surprised that she said yes. She raked ulu leaves into a pile of crumbling softball mitts. After five minutes, she tired, sat in the lawn chair examining he...
- 13 Feb 2024, 05:28
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: A Mother Writes To Her Daughter, In Europe Somewhere With Her Friends
- Replies: 7
- Views: 995
Re: A Mother Writes To Her Daughter, In Europe Somewhere With Her Friends
Very good, Bob, the poem relates to me of a mother and daughter very close, who would confide in each other. My wife and her daughter, my stepdaughter, are that way. Lots of great images and similes.
- 13 Feb 2024, 05:21
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: The Matchmaker (small changes)
- Replies: 8
- Views: 1129
Re: The Matchmaker
Just be yourself, a human being, and write what you know, tell the truth, as Hemingway said.
I do agree with Bob, the title already says what the first line repeats. And the next lines accomplish your frustration with her, and your disdain.
I do agree with Bob, the title already says what the first line repeats. And the next lines accomplish your frustration with her, and your disdain.
- 13 Feb 2024, 05:11
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Not Looking Forward To The Last Note
- Replies: 4
- Views: 810
Re: Not Looking Forward To The Last Note
Thanks, Bob
Caleb, I don't feel the need to explain what seems pretty apparent, maybe you need to read it again.
Caleb, I don't feel the need to explain what seems pretty apparent, maybe you need to read it again.
- 12 Feb 2024, 20:45
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Not Looking Forward To The Last Note
- Replies: 4
- Views: 810
Not Looking Forward To The Last Note
Not Looking Forward To The Last Note I wrote a note to my grandson. He had asked me before he went to sleep to write another one like I did the last time. He likes the idea so much it's become our beginning and end of the day when he comes to visit: "Love you, Kahi, I've gone to work, Papa." When I...
- 08 Feb 2024, 02:31
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Of Love, Cuts and Caring
- Replies: 4
- Views: 967
Re: Of Love, Cuts and Caring
I want to see it end at "that uncaring folks get into more scrapes", cut the last line. Or replace the last line with something like this:
Too often, the ones I've loved needed bandaging.
Too often, the ones I've loved needed bandaging.
- 07 Feb 2024, 07:03
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: My Siberia
- Replies: 8
- Views: 2308
Re: My Siberia
revised
- 05 Feb 2024, 22:43
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Dervish Dance
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1305
Re: Dervish Dance
Thanks Caleb, I think we all have varying degrees of low self-esteem.
- 05 Feb 2024, 22:42
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: blackberry pie
- Replies: 6
- Views: 2161
Re: blackberry pie
Thanks Siva