(All languish in, sane, his palaces of lore
where truth floats stills by memory’s rigid lane)
Indisciplined, he seeks
hot anguish to defeat?
His upswelled heart
burns charcoal at the core!
“You must,” he says,
“my fallacies endure;
feel me everything
then hand me
all your more.”
48 replies on “More”
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What a vibrant image, so full of energy 😀
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Thank you very much. Sadly, people put a lot of energy into being deceptive. I hoped to give the phenomenon a veneer of elegance it does not have in reality.
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It’s a sad indictment, that people do waste their energy in the wrong places, and they deplete their spirituality in the process….some days, I wonder were the world is going.
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Let’s wonder together and then let’s take some energy baths.
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😀 ❤
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Hello Methodist girl, such a fascinating post – now I’m lost in thought curious of the Seychelles and their, perhaps, capricious memories?
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Gawd! Where on Earth have you been, you naughty human?
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Lurking and learning how to behave in as respectful yet endearing manner as I can in this deceptive and often fascinating WordPress world.
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You’re such a clever gent. When dukes and maharajahs pass the time of day with you, you can say your special word and they will ask you out to tea. (Supercali…)
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Oh, but I am afraid my sweeping days are far over, the body moves in a different manner than the dapper agility of a soot drawn gentleman … 🙂
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I loved that reference! Ace. Love (SB) 40 (EM). I only draw with soot, by the way (charcoal sticks). You’re an awesome tennis player.
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love, love – service
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That’s even better! I hope you’ve had a great Independence Day.
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oh we certainly did, a relaxing weekend … beautiful weather to boot, and you?
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Beautiful weather and I’m cleaning my apartment from top to bottom. Thanks for the distraction. It has been most welcome. That reminds me, I have to get some tiramisu later. x
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ah, indeed, and I am about to pick the right music to move me into a night of writing. Be well … 🙂
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Thank you and I hope to read yours again, soon. x
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Beautiful poem 🙂
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Thank you for reading, as usual.
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my pleasure… and that Gelato is toooo yummy… ❤
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Thank you. So glad you like that as well.
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😀 😀
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Wow Sabiscuit, you’re loaded, what a fantastical poem! XX
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Thank you so much for that compliment. You’ve really made my day. xoxo
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Hot lies eh?
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“Hot” being a proper noun in lieu of name. (Lush has replaced it, I found it a better fit for the weather). And thank you for being the first to let me know what you think. x
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Lush lies seemed inappropriate somehow. Probably Onomatopoeia on reflection
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Love that too, especially with tabasco sauce. xoxo
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Now you are talking, anything with chilies is good, I used to go to a Turkish place in South London, Straetham, near the Ice Rink, Doner Keebab with the extra hot sauce, you needed facial reconstruction after eating one of those beauties. Good after pub tucker
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What? You went without me? I need extra hot sauce now!!!!
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God only knows if the place is still there now, best hot chilli sauce on a donner kebab in the UK, That I found anyway
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Love kebab. Thank you for that thought. x
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Over here you get an option of a mixed kebab, desiccated something mixed with desiccated something else, limp salad and chilli sauce? I expect chilli sauce to rip your face off then beat you to death with it. Perhaps i am being nostagic..
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That’s funny. We should check the woods for something to eat. Hopefully, it’s not limping. I’m good with a bow and arrow. Ha ha ha
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Cupid eat your Hart out eh ? 😀
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I was thinking of a compound bow, but that will do. x
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Hmm, never tried one, had a go with a “normal” bow, not sure what that should be really called. I kinda like rifles, used to shoot 70% on the long range..
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I have no experience with rifles and it’s just as well. One of my friends is designing a popcorn gun for me to shoot at the telly when I get upset during commercials. x
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Use your compound,TV is dire at the best of times, “chewing gum for the eyes” as the man said, unless you want to watch a film, with no commercials, or breaks of any kind, and for me, no popcorn
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Sounds good and thank you for “happy stuff”. x
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I guess it makes me feel happy, even now after so many times, subjective of course, but we are all islands are we not?
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We are islands when we choose to be. x
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I choose Madagascar then, always wanted to go there
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Me, too and of course the Seychelles.
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Good choice, I wish I had thought of that
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this was truly excellent. thank you for sharing your writing.
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Thank you very much.
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