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Viewing comments for Chapter 44 "Simeon Said"miscellaneous poems
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Comment from daeneam
I always admire the artwork and the poem you are writing, dear Michael. They are very creative and with a distinctive style. You convey your messages in a deep and figurative manner. c", mae
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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I always admire the artwork and the poem you are writing, dear Michael. They are very creative and with a distinctive style. You convey your messages in a deep and figurative manner. c", mae
Comment Written 19-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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Well thank you Mae...I appreciate your notice. I try not to do "the same old bullshit" that put poetry stores out of business...its a "thing" with me...I hope for oxygen intake...Not...sedative to bore to sleep...-wink-...mucho gratias...bug love Michael
Comment from Joan E.
I enjoyed your playful reference in the title and pirouetting artwork. Your energetic "screw the world" and colors "blinking" added to the intensity. FASTER! Cheers- Joan
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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I enjoyed your playful reference in the title and pirouetting artwork. Your energetic "screw the world" and colors "blinking" added to the intensity. FASTER! Cheers- Joan
Comment Written 18-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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lol...hey J...yes maam, I'm sure Bob knows what I'm talking about....but dont ask him, he'll hate me...bug love michael
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I know you guys stick together! LOL Have a great week- Joan
Comment from l.raven
HI Michael, some times life feels like it is just going in circles...I so love the picture...so glad you found the animated ones...and your poem is so you...to the very last word...you know I love it...video too!!! love ya Linda xxoo
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HI Michael, some times life feels like it is just going in circles...I so love the picture...so glad you found the animated ones...and your poem is so you...to the very last word...you know I love it...video too!!! love ya Linda xxoo
Comment Written 18-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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Hello Beautiful...-smile- ...thank you so much...your always good to me...love michael
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Hello handsome...you are so very welcome...love...xxoo Linda
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going to bed...getting tired...will call tomorrow...get some sleep...love
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
Michael, I love to dance! Oh how I would dance with Brian, the cha-cha, the waltz, old time, or modern. How I missed my dancing, my skirts swirling, the music, ahh the music, I could dance all night and all day. Music is my breathing, it is my heart beat, but is has stopped, Michael. Love you, my dear friend.
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2015
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Michael, I love to dance! Oh how I would dance with Brian, the cha-cha, the waltz, old time, or modern. How I missed my dancing, my skirts swirling, the music, ahh the music, I could dance all night and all day. Music is my breathing, it is my heart beat, but is has stopped, Michael. Love you, my dear friend.
Comment Written 17-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2015
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Me too...but I most comfortable when no one is watching...I've seen looks I'd care never to again...once I had gas very badly...bloated up miserable, and I had this...ah this pressure building like Mt Saint Helen stirring hot molten lava....with your finger....I mean ouch....and ...well I was desperate I admit it willingly...and needed immeidiate medical attention...but what would I say...you know...? so I came up with a plan...I would control my release...hm hmm...so I sunk way down where anus and mind become one....and decided for the life of us...that short silent bursts would be the best option...if it should smell will just look around cross with everyone else...and shake the head a lil' bit, a couple jesus's and it'll be all over.....and so I gritted my teeth and began the experiment...have you ever seen Robin Trower play his guitar....he makes these faces, ah contorted, almost painful expression....I think that's what I was doing...I could tell by this look I will never forget on the face of a lil' girl in window seat....she just kept looking at me, shaking her head saying...Jesus. yea....I don't think i'll ever get past that...anyway, ....we are the music of life Sandy...create a new sound. love you michael
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LOL! Michael!! There is nothing I can say to that. You can be so funny sometimes. I am going to learn to play the drums, my favourite musical instrument. Have you ever heard, Sandy Nelson play, "Let there be drums"? It is amazing, and I cannot sit down when I play it, you just have to get up and move. :) Love you, Sandy. xx
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ah just trying to make you smile....pull my finger.......-headshake-...I'm not like that...I was the one who didn't laugh at that kind of stuff....ah I don't know whats gotten into me lately....drums, alright....I've got a bongo, and plenty of potential, all we need now is a mini van...-wink- love you-
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Well you succeeded. I have some Spanish castanets, do you think they would go well with your bongo? We could have loads of fun!
A mini van? Yes, I think that would do nicely! :) Big love xx
Comment from jlsavell
There are times when I watch you write you look stern, other times you are quite animated. When a song is playing, especially one in which you seem to make a connection with, you close your eyes hard, perhaps to hear what it is saying and if the beat is conducive to the words. You get lost in its moment. Over and over and over you play a song for it has touched you heart and your soul. And then you compose in a way I have never observed before, brilliantly.
pas de deux, no two.. and if I were to tell you what this means to me it simply means life is a dance, a dance of two in rehearsal where not all goes well but tenacity lends to in sync. It's a moment of need and stark realization that the world has gone awry from the environment to national welfare and security, and it is this dance which must persevere in the face of uncertainty, for the dance of two is often all that makes life worth living..
Bug love, you ..love
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2015
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There are times when I watch you write you look stern, other times you are quite animated. When a song is playing, especially one in which you seem to make a connection with, you close your eyes hard, perhaps to hear what it is saying and if the beat is conducive to the words. You get lost in its moment. Over and over and over you play a song for it has touched you heart and your soul. And then you compose in a way I have never observed before, brilliantly.
pas de deux, no two.. and if I were to tell you what this means to me it simply means life is a dance, a dance of two in rehearsal where not all goes well but tenacity lends to in sync. It's a moment of need and stark realization that the world has gone awry from the environment to national welfare and security, and it is this dance which must persevere in the face of uncertainty, for the dance of two is often all that makes life worth living..
Bug love, you ..love
Comment Written 17-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2015
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life...my life anyway, is made up in moments ...some folk think...every poem, or story has to be placed in a "make sense" category....because their sick of the reality that no ones world spins that way...and they need to control something. Actually this is a love affair...full of...everything, interesting enough to keep life circling for more. -smile-..... God's Lamb that's good...pass the Promise....love you michael
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Comment from mshirachot
Interesting reading. Step of two...eww. Speaks volumes, even though it is quite simple.
Thanks for sharing.
Blessings to you,
Marsha
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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Interesting reading. Step of two...eww. Speaks volumes, even though it is quite simple.
Thanks for sharing.
Blessings to you,
Marsha
Comment Written 17-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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Hi Marsha...-smile- thank you very much...appreciate you bug love michael
Comment from robina1978
A lovely photo that complements your poem very well. It is a free verse and again one that I can understand. It is about a couple dancing but the female does not listen to his instruction.
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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A lovely photo that complements your poem very well. It is a free verse and again one that I can understand. It is about a couple dancing but the female does not listen to his instruction.
Comment Written 17-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 19-Jan-2015
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well,....or the other way around more likely...-headtilt-...are you trying to fool me...? haha bug love Michael
Comment from giraffmang
This lost me a bit with the use of 'eww' and 'ewww'.
This really impacted on the poem. I even tried looking them up in case I was missing something but no. Too oblique.
Sorry
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reply by the author on 17-Jan-2015
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This lost me a bit with the use of 'eww' and 'ewww'.
This really impacted on the poem. I even tried looking them up in case I was missing something but no. Too oblique.
Sorry
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Comment Written 17-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 17-Jan-2015
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yes yes...."eww" is shy....she doesn't trust easily. especially square dancers who don't know how to dosey doe...I'm sorry, but you've been overcome...bug love michael
Comment from livelylinda
Michael: I have no idea what this poem is about. I won't even pretend. But, combine it with the music and I see myself sitting on a boat dock in the swamps of Louisiana, on a hot, humid day, listening to the blues and counting gaters as they lazily swim by. Nothing on my mind and no place to go. Alone and melancholy. Still lovin' ya. THUNDER
reply by the author on 16-Jan-2015
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Michael: I have no idea what this poem is about. I won't even pretend. But, combine it with the music and I see myself sitting on a boat dock in the swamps of Louisiana, on a hot, humid day, listening to the blues and counting gaters as they lazily swim by. Nothing on my mind and no place to go. Alone and melancholy. Still lovin' ya. THUNDER
Comment Written 16-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 16-Jan-2015
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no...this poem is about the groove...ahh you got to be in it...to own it.....this poem is perfect, it taste good...sweet honey slow drizzled...-wink- how are you Thunder...? alone is a state of mind sweetheart...love you Michael
Comment from IndianaIrish
Hey Michael! I have such a difficult time seeing your poetry...the gray writing on the black background, but the sun is shining today and I enlarged the words as much as I could, and I could read it! I loved the image of twirling and circling and screwing the world down into place. How are you? Are you having a happy new year so far? I hope so, my friend.
Smiles,
Karyn :-)
reply by the author on 16-Jan-2015
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Hey Michael! I have such a difficult time seeing your poetry...the gray writing on the black background, but the sun is shining today and I enlarged the words as much as I could, and I could read it! I loved the image of twirling and circling and screwing the world down into place. How are you? Are you having a happy new year so far? I hope so, my friend.
Smiles,
Karyn :-)
Comment Written 16-Jan-2015
reply by the author on 16-Jan-2015
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Hi Karyn...-smile- very good to see you...ah yea I know, I wish tom would do something about that....I brought it to his once...will see...-wink- I write and release on classic.....because the font colors work there...so...you know we do what we have to K....sometimes it kills sometimes it dont. ahh me....how am me...well ya know...as I was explaining in the forums....my life is...well its specail K....unique unto its own...and I'm still gathering chapters I'm afraid...I...i...thought i was going to retire....but that was in a bunch of chapters ago Karyn...i think somethings wrong...you better check me out...I feel dizzy....bug love Michael
