Parker Owens
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To a Broken Pencil A broken pencil seems a crime, and not because it costs a dime, or wastes the wood or graphite, too - I might list more, but don't have time. The shattered stylus makes me blue because the thoughts both wise and true that might have flowed from mind to pen will stay unwritten, hid from view. The breaker, far beyond my ken may ponder, and remember when a thought portentous crossed the brow, but naught to write with, now or then. I wonder i
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You have made me smile, the both of you. May Matt and Parker indeed live as long and as happily together as possible.
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Caleb bares himself to Death. Humbling and yet liberating, just as you describe so perfectly. The game is played with such care on Caleb's part, yet one can't help wondering if all wasn't completely lost a long while ago. Fantastic chapter.
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So indeed for the soul as for the garden. And so to be dug, harvested and renewed, even as the old season passes away, is a blessing. Thank you for your thoughts and for reading this second poem in Cider Press.
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There was a glitch when I posted it at first, so I am glad you found it again. The multiple meanings give the flavor added depth, I think. Glad you enjoyed this.
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Thank you, Lux. I appreciate your reading and reacting to this.
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You have found out my metaphors so easily. Yes there is some fear and unknowing here, for who can know what will happen after the freeze and snow? And if my roots are dug and harvested, will they at least be sweet? Thanks again for reading, and for your comments.
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Oh, boy. Romance went on hold for Devan; parenthood just intervened. Lucky Jade got found by the right man. And Jesse continues to grow...great chapter!
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Thank you for reading this. The transformed apple becomes something amazing, doesn't it? Something wonderful to warm the winter...
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And even as the garden dies back, the roots remain vital and alive. Some root vegetables actually need the frost to concentrate their flavors, let alone give life to their seeds. Thank you so much for reading.
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No spring without winter; you're quite right. I shall chant this to myself in February. But the rampant, jaded, over exuberant vines will fall prey to the hungry frost sooner rather than later, and the cycle will begin again. Thank you for reading!
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So as the garden needs, so does the mind, I think. You're absolutely right about bulbs, too. Yet the passing of this year's garden is sad, however beautiful next summer's will be. Thank you so much for reading these.
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Having fun reading this story! Wondering how these two will come together...
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Joey's road to something like health and happiness is likely to have the kinds of switchbacks and detours you show us in this chapter. What Allen goes with this new information remains to be seen. But Ticker's family is pure gold.
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A grand poem with a compelling story. And now I want to hear more...
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Thank you, tim. This time of year, when everything is hurrying to finish going to seed, reminds me how much the coming cold is essential to the beauty of spring. As all things rush to complete their life cycles before the winter, I cannot help but think of this deep, sweet secret.
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October Garden I am a garden overgrown, of played out soil and mossy stone, with rampant, stringy, noxious weed where late the fairest flowers were sown. What grows within has gone to seed with grim mutations left to breed and replicate for coming years, infecting those who come to feed. It's hard to set aside my fears, especially as winter nears, when cold must wither all that's green and naught remains but leaves and tears. So in December's shadows mean,
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Again the pain of loss, and the mystery of death and its games remains. Is that voice genuine, or the music of The Ruler?
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You acutely voice my own doubts. Such a pressing irreversibly transforms, and so we ask if the experience is worth the transformation. I am very glad you find things to ponder in this, that there are questions or images that stick with you. And thank you so much for reading from this collection!
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This has been a wonderful story, full of hope and tension, love and adventure. These are characters I will remember and return to. Beautiful.
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Chapter 7 Current Events
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 7 Current Events
You speak for me: for my outrage, for my bewildered soul. What happened to the world we hoped for, the one we tried to build? -
You have a point. I cannot say much except that a rather toothless head of state would be a fairly colorless cipher regardless of wherever the seat of power lies. But then, I've never had to take that oath, either.
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I waited a long time for this moment, and it was worth every minute. Wonderful to savor and enjoy. Loved Tony getting grilled by his sister...
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What Is It About Weddings?
Parker Owens commented on Rip Skor's story chapter in What Is It About Weddings?
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Events of my own this summer bring your words in sharp, clear focus. I listen to your words echo in my mind, and let them bounce off the walls of my recollection. And you let me step into a place I could not, would not, go this summer. Thank you.
