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Another journey begins. Will you accompany me, Stranger? To merriment, despair and other destinations.
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Hey getting this error here in my story. I have been away for a while so I may be there is something that I am doing wrong. Please help. https://gayauthors.org/story/asamvav111/new-deal/1
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Waiting to become whole again It's a long way off the road to recovery, but elsewhere, I would have lost my path to you. Begining to shimmer like a new dawn once more, the light shines upon your blessed face. I see your tears and the moist pull it has on my psyche, bleeding through my imaginations and cramping, convulsing, writhing ever so slowly like a dying worm or like the sand between my toes and the sea straining past them while we were at that golden beach. This is where memory
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Your poems are as always nature personified, in this one the sonorousity of the wordscape is immaculate.
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December Sketches and Solsitice Evening
asamvav111 commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in December Sketches and Solsitice Evening
I am partial to the Solstice Evening for obvious reasons but I applaud both of them... Serene and Sublime. -
What a scene to behold! Enliven by your magic touch, you transported us in the realm of memories. Thank you for sharing this.
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Beautiful and the metaphor of smells entangling is quite unique. Thank you for sharing this.
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Three Unpartnered Skyscrapers
asamvav111 commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Three Unpartnered Skyscrapers
it is enough to be a cipher, so easily erased and forgot A life-worth of wisdom there. Beautiful. -
Kintsugi Not all breaks are bad All the untruths and hurting is the transformation that takes place inside the coccon and sometimes a butterfly comes out, sometimes a moth But who is to say that the butterfly is superior to the moth Denying the break is to deny the transformation To stop healing To stop learning Capricious-arrogant-dissolute-dysfunctional whatever the code word had been, you can not throw away the system Break your heart into million pieces then suture it up with
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your dawn on the horizon growing strong you possess my body sans remorse to drown contented in your liquid grace Amazing. Such grace and poise in eloquence is expected whenever one reads your poem, yet they reach surprising new heights every time. Thank you for sharing this.
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Even though I am late to the party, I can't resist wishing one of my most favourite authors here, especially one who is so talented such as dear old Comicality! Happy Anniversary Comsie! Can't believe it has been one fifth of a century, that you have been providing us such amazing literature, setting benchmark in process. GA is definitely richer for it. Thank you for the all the magic that you do. Hugs and chocolates.
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Submission There is a face I cannot forget There is a smile I cannot ignore There are lips that soften the pain I felt them once as I swore I touched the doors of divine breath Too meek to even bar the approach They parted at my slight askance As if to only pray my reproach Yet I dare not tread within Where angel sighs lie in galore Afraid I will be lost in hence A melody of earth on heaven's door So thus I waited in baited breath In sweet suspense yet in terrible fain
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Can't comment on that since I haven't seen that version, but this is much restrained and eloquent, especially the use of "Quetzalcoatl".
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Quetzalcoatl's gift, now flowing, Burnishing over all Fabulous!
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Les Chansons D'amour Burn, burn the boats Through the blue nights of Paris Your dissonant laughter Cursing to the heart's worms Eating their way through the linked chains that bind your memory to my flesh Through and through Burn and bring the laughter And alas, the phases of the blue moon And the streets of Paris That snake through the innumerable fractions of deaths petit You see me through and through Melancholy 16/05/18
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Addicted Going in deep I knew we were gonna break up soon Feeling meek I knew you were gonna take me to the moon Yet I believed Yet I believed In all those love songs in disarray In a blurry rainbow that could've been you and me Yet I believed All the shit that I sailed through To be with you And that happiness is within reach I am sorry I didn't let you go When you know The price of giving up Is so steep that it hurts To climb up the la
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Life goes on... everything has an expiry date, however beautiful it may be.
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Adulteress Disloyalty walked in on us As we lay there on the floor exasperated from the joueux toil A splinter of hope playing on the maligned hubris of lovemaking Fumbling in the dark Grasping on any straw, perhaps the long one at last Is it not best to give up and give in Let the dissonance sweep in and break off the pieces of our merry times in the wintery deadland of vows & virtues Bring in the jackhammers, love 13/01/18
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Chapter 14: I saw you in a dream
asamvav111 commented on BDANR's story chapter in Chapter 14: I saw you in a dream
A fabulous poem... Dark sadness laced with a delicate satin voice. -
Bonn Chance, my friend.
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Smooth jazz, indeed.
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What a grand benediction!
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where the squirrel makes his bed, his messy linens all on view, no place discreet to lay his head A fab verse.
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And blue-streaked pillow talk Marvelous as always.
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Coming Up For Air Your love is like the blue silent waters of an ancient lagoon Yellow sands masking into the murky depths Sea slugs and broken shells littering the edge Brown and black algae drifting submerged in the water like a witch's hair flying through the night The foreboding cliffs overhang the waters' edge in the near horizon as the flow disappears into the subterranean caves of silence The deeper I go, the more I discover And I keep forgetting to f
