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Parker Owens

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  1. "Right. Got it. So where is the meeting?" The hand holding the phone twitched, sending a shard of sunlight from a highly polished college class ring roaming about the grey interior of the BMW. "Okay. Okay, I have that. Three fifteen at Nine Penn Center. No problem. This shouldn't take long. I have a meeting for my pro bono client. Yeah, Ray Ericsson, that's the one. The DA is going to offer another deal. We'll refuse. Then it's a long drive back to Philadelphia." A comment on
  2. There was a meeting in the spring; someone went home disappointed.
  3. What a marvelous set of authors and questions. I loved hearing again from each of these. I have been continually delighted by each of them, and I am their work was highlighted.
  4. I love this! Bravo, bravo. Take a bow.
  5. Wonderful! Each of these made me smile; you were far more patient with prompts than I was. Your images in 22 and 23 were striking, and moreso juxtaposed as they were. 25 also said so much in so few words. 28 was quite marvelous, a fun and arresting metaphor. The team effort in number 30 made me grin and anticipate the next rainy day.
  6. It is sad, but the past has painted both men into a corner. Now it is seems over between them. Maybe they can move on, and perhaps not. But like the hurts they encountered earlier in their lives, this one will scar them, too. What a pity.
  7. I loved your April finale. The first talks to me of hurt and healing, while the second made me laugh. Wish the ghosts would have a party with the mice in my attic. Thank you for these and each of the other 28 you penned this month.
  8. Thank you!
  9. Thanks for having a look, and I hope April 31 - the bonus poem - was worth the extra day.
  10. I could not resist the bonus poem, an hommage a fromage. It would make a wonderful party, oui? Of the more serious ones, April 30 allowed exploration of form new to me. Thank you for your comments, and for reading these.
  11. Thank you for reading these final three. I am glad you liked the Hommage a Fromage.
  12. April 29 Are there too few hewn stones, not enough acreage devoted to burial and mourning? Is rage assuaged adding to the total, or injustice righted by the thrill of killing? Join hands with your neighbor, bind brother and sister together to withstand deadly discord; recall the voices raised in harmony, each in its own part, yet singing one song of love. April 30 I can’t wear red, not
  13. Parker Owens

    Wrong Footed

    Thank you for writing your prompt challenge with these two. Their lives together, their conversations, always make me smile.
  14. Parker Owens

    Fourth Week

    Succinct and direct, these poems offer me insight and life. April 23 and 24 speak volumes in just a few words; like scintillating stars in the sky. April 25 struck a chord with me, releasing a host of memories, scents and images. I join you in asking the questions you write in April 28. April 27 is brilliant, and full of life and love. April 22 gives me hope. It reminds me not to pay attention to the mirrors my mind holds up to me for inspection. Thank you for each and every word you wrote this week.
  15. Your words are most generous. I am grateful you too the time to read these, and to react to them. Thank you.
  16. It was irresistible to think of angels headed back to heaven for a bit of rest. I can imagine humankind must keep guardian angels pretty busy - and who knows what air pollution must do to their wings. Thanks for lingering over that image; it held me captive for quite a while.
  17. I wondered if you would like April 24, for its canine images. The rain (and snow) this winter have given me far too much inspiration. The memory of my grandmother's home in summertime will linger with me forever, like a long, slow summer sunset. Your words are very kind, and I am most grateful for your comments.
  18. Thank you very much for your kind and generous words, made more so knowing you are feeling under the weather. April 27 was highly experimental - and I think I ought to rework it when time permits. It makes me happy that you liked it, nonetheless. Hope you are feeling better soon.
  19. Thank you, jp. I'm really grateful you read these, and your response makes me glad. Jacob's Ladder was frustrating, because the paper I wrote it on disappeared (I think I recycled it by mistake), and I had to reconstruct it from memory. April 25 speaks to a winter full of losses; April 28 speaks to the spring, I hope. Thanks again.
  20. Thank you for inspiring me to write the pantoum. It was fun and challenging to try. The interlocking lines really appeal to me. I know that I don’t know enough about the Doha; perhaps there will be feedback from others on GA with greater knowledge than mine. But it was a very different sort of poem to write. I can’t climb up on my grandmother’s barn anymore. But I still recall the solitude and warmth of the ascent. And the stars from her back yard were always clearer there than anywhere. Thank you for reading these and commenting on them.
  21. April 22 Jacob saw the angels climbing, weary of their earthly griming, up to heav’n for terce and priming, bright celestial bells a-chiming. Down the rungs still more descended, wings dry cleaned and garments mended, rest and relaxation ended, off to creatures whom they tended. In his restless journeyed dreaming he espied the seraphs streaming, lit by cosmic radiance beaming on the mass of mortals teeming. Thus I wake
  22. Parker Owens

    The Hostage

    Quite literally a cliff hanger! Or at least a window-frame hanger. What an exit, and what a situation. It could end as tragedy or farce. Fun to read!
  23. Parker Owens

    Chapter 14

    I liked this solid ending. Not saccharine. The twins remain brothers and can go forward in their lives.
  24. This chapter is Karmic in tons of ways. I enjoyed it very much. It looks as if Brady is in for a long period of growth.
  25. Parker Owens

    Timing

    That’s a beautiful poem, despite the melancholy and pain which radiates from its lines. But I, too, wonder.
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