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s a l a c i o u s . . v e r o c i t y

ribbon lean
the rich niche
culpa means

the static threshold
of the edge beam
warmed by the
hints of brilliant
einai

slipstern
tensile shrouds
the cloth
the oath
held

page edge
turned
the arc
of between's

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but brilliant poetry.

I wish you were in Stans workshop on prose/meter

Your poetryis never incontestable, but writing some prose might make it so.

cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry

no slippery shimmerys yet
i should try pose
thank you

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On a knife edge our brains sharpened to the high C,
we slide through your thoughts in a dream-world
of words that escape from your pen like the drips of water
illusion of rippled light reflected along a branch.

Ann

"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.

and then sculpturismationed
there made that up
Silly putty and plastercine concrete

oozing and freezing rising like mists
Our own natural world
is a mystic place
how we work words in language
and image
and texture for those whose sight
has been never a sense or removed

My one fear is going blind but then like
all things we keep going until
we keep going etc

glad you like these writes
I bang away in my brain
with tin cans
and throw the cats
like a dali photo

back to painting right now
again
working on something
I may be away from Neo but
I can do all mediums

teen working on her digital
photos picking up from
others works
thats how we learn
by interpretation

for alone deprived our brains go mute
as I have read from children
raised with no input
as even autism children are prompted
even more then others

wolf children and those locked in
rooms
There was a california case long ago
seventies
in the end she was put in an institution
where she may reside to this day
now and elder

strange worlds and twists
and there is not plain plan

I am thinking water and good brushs
Never be afraid to try to use the good
stuff Or if you are good go back
to the pulp and paper mache to
mould not just your creativiity but
your creations as I must work on
my spelling

Good work out there Neopoeteers

Mr Wolf with paint dabbed paws

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but what is ‘einai’?
and what is ‘salacious’?
do you mean ‘solacious’?

i keep hearing in my head that scene from monty python's 'meaning of life'
- 'fish, fish, fish
where is the fish?'

i don't know what you're saying, but i love how you say it
adore the last stanza... which somehow gives me a clue as to where your brain is at :)
love judy
xxx

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

I think refers to the feminine essence
I think
google search anyway

Salacious is attitude something nasty anyway
I think

I will keep my head out of google
and back to the main thoroughfare

I love Monty Python
and yes
Overwhelmning I do agree with comments

(Fave monty python scene is the office tower
pirate scene where the one business tower
comes abroad the other office tower and the
suits jump on ropes from one window level
to the other with ties on their heads like
bandanas etc.. Im not smart like the suits
but I worked near them enough and knew a
few..just something I enjoyed.) There was
women pirates too..One shot a man because
she loved his shirt and he wouldnt give it
up and she was the captian

Well it was her shit
and she was the captian

true story

Fave Pirate of mine was Hawkins
from America or operated out
of americas along the coast

but I liked the discipline of the brits
too and their equpiment at the time
was stolid stuff

thanks for comments folks!!!

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:)

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freudian ship ... i mean slip?
xx

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

frankly Scarlet I dont give a dang about the torpedoes!

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