Kerouac Lives - 386 Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Kerouac Lives - 386

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How come some of my friends
Don't like such poetry?
Not even my lost stuff!
How ‘bout my newfound soul?

Wednesday, October 30, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: friends,lost,poetry
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
KEROUAC LIVES series
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

2) Richard, your thoughts, approach to life's new intrigues are remarkable. Please continue the series.

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Richard Wlodarski 07 November 2024

You've made my day, Unni! Happy that you're happy with the series. I have every intention of continuing with it. In fact, Book II should be ready by Christmas. Thx so very much for your support and encouragement!

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Man's live and thoughts undergo continuous changes. When one lives more, he knows more and this knowledge shapes and reshapes him. He "finds" new life often in anything around him.

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Richard Wlodarski 07 November 2024

A wise and beautiful response, Poet Friend! I am definitely finding new life in my senior years! And it's such a great joy to express it through my poetry!

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 02 November 2024

I do Richard Bravo! ! ! !

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Richard Wlodarski 07 November 2024

Thx so very much, LeeAnn! The feeling is definitely mutual!

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 02 November 2024

The new found soul is beautiful in the Kerouac Series. Thank you for sharing dear Richard.....10

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Richard Wlodarski 07 November 2024

That means so very much to me! A heart-felt Thank You, Geeta!

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