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Now Mr Housiaux.. you are very nice but also very naughty.. have you no idea how I hate waste and the sheer volume of overflow that now runs out of my INBOX..did you never take the time to read my 1st poem... no Disrespect but.... Seriously! ! ! you have committed a serious breach of rules here - you must be Cutz I'm afraid.
Ummm, love the picture, the brave and open heart expressed. But then, that would be you as is seen in your lovely poems. Looks like one of those isolated caves in Bermuda where one can do 'ANYTHING' one wants. Or at Club Med in Martinique at the nude beach or on many beaches in St, Martaan. You go girl! ! ! [never could do more than take off my top though even with old saggy men and women around, me at the time all of 98 lbs compared to 125 now still couldn't do the bottom. Like the lion guess I lack courage [one in The Wizard of Oz.] Meg..
Please don't go...but at least give us a forwarding address...Love Coach
The flowing blood to the heart of this poetry site, her insight beggers belief at times, unique as a person, and her page always engages the eye and mind, thank you Daniel. Walk in Lavender, Aroha
hey your name showed up as E planz i this your that person, that just wrote me a comment, am i correct? you can message me if you like, in fact i find it to be more simple
It is always the bold and the utterly brave that will hike till they dropp or arrive at the cave. There is fire inside, and new smoke fills the air though the cupboard is stacked, and can never be bare. Needless to say, I do like your convolutions. Hx
They keep this up I may well and truly be outta here...
The Best Poem Of Emancipation Planz
** From My Tree
Today …
Tripping over midnight,
Creation stopped.
One day …
time will catch up with my sadness.
Drops will dissipate to sediments in sand.
Bottled well, sage
instinctively preserves antiquities.
You say …
You don’t dream,
yet I have spare memories to give away
they sink in fuchsia clouds
falling.
Rebirth accelerates,
velocity collides with consolation.
It should have been a syzygy,
the awe of infinitesimal.
Instead, it was eclipsed by a storm
delayed on time lines tracked by
trains in lieu of emergency services.
My poem espouses that separation
is weighted by carriages of integrity,
purpose and health
doused by the fuel of rhetoric.
Tomorrow …
I branch out at dendrochronology
and my perpetual sadness
will continue to stifle my growth.
Perhaps a lantern,
placed strategically
will keep me sane
upright
and wedged between
the lowest branch
and its own shadow's play.
Only the moon would,
in the end of ends
be sure,
be so bloomin’ sure.
(for my most precious medicinal Herb,
... I infuse daily)
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5/19/2022 1:19:05 AM # 1.0.0.955
Had come to the point where wanted to make public acknowledgement of Emancipation's spirit and wit only to find other's there before me. She works hard keeping up with the PH correspondence and if you have not already had the distincive pleasure of comments and messages from Emancipation you are missing out on wit, charm, and unasbashed vivaciousness that only leaves one feeling better and not wronged. So here's to you with sincere thanks.