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Foolishness I built a tissue paper palace grand, an edifice Mad Ludwig could applaud, with crenelated battlements unflawed, foundations built upon the finest sand. No better could be found on hill or strand, yet shame and fear my inward being gnawed, that all my fair construction was a fraud; yet even so, I further building planned. Alas, my engineering was in vain, for though it looked both beautiful and bold, my pretty structure could not stand the rain, nor was it saf
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A second book of poetry, posted in no particular order or schedule. Maybe it's better than the first. Or not.
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Luke took an sizeable risk to meet up with Jackson, and it was beautiful the way you described it. But then so many things went awry - Toby, practice, the video feed, and Ally, too. Her line was telling: did Jackson really ever know her? But then maybe these events will play out all right. It's up to you, isn't it? The
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Delusions of Unworthiness
Parker Owens commented on MacGreg's story chapter in Delusions of Unworthiness
You are quite right in what you say. The image of the noose is really apt. And it is hard to be self forgiving even if one walks perfectly without a trace of stumble. -
Awesome chapter. Cal gets a job, a real job, and on his own. And Davey continues to be a solid boyfriend, completely behind Cal. Looking forward to watching their connection and love deepen.
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Immediate problem: 28,000 paparazzi blocking the gate. Prime suspect: Jazzy. Excellent writing and storyline...why, that's you, Dodger! Now what? Can't wait.
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There is deep love here, and strong needs for both Louis and Donny. The house, the home office, all that was the easy part. Intimacy can't be what it was, but it can be something else. That they are both willing to work on this difficulty is wonderful, and you paint the aspects of that choice so well, tim. This is a beautiful chapter for the love you portray, and hard, for the pain both men must feel.
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Delusions of Unworthiness
Parker Owens commented on MacGreg's story chapter in Delusions of Unworthiness
Very beautiful, startlingly direct, and hitting very close to home. One might wish fervently, deeply to be the object of this poem, for who has not dreamed of redeeming one's faults at least once?- 22 comments
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New poems already are in my new sketchbook. Just saying.
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It is hard to watch the pain you describe so well. But it is solidly good to see Stefan be there for Devan. Maybe there will be a bond to form.
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And I am fortunate in knowing the both of you.
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Just read this. I cannot help but feel a gladness about how you found your love, and that you both can express it honestly and completely.
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Your story must have been hard to tell, yet so many need to hear it. The pain, and your hurt speak volumes to me. Thank you for sharing this and for letting so many know they are not alone.
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And more injury is piled on. Nikolai, Devan, Stefan - they all hurt, or will hurt. Jesse, too. This is a murky, pain filled existence. You only hint there might be exits. Thank you for such interesting, though difficult, reading.
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Leaving stains on the porous fabric of our lives.... what a metaphor. That one will persist in my memory, surely. Hot boiling water poured from a height can eradicate stains, but what a remedy! Even bleach won't get rid of all the DNA left behind, as you say. That trace remains behind to annoy, unbalance, and harass us. This is a poem of weight and substance. Thank you for it. And hugs....
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Oh, I enjoyed it thoroughly. I so identify with Geoff, I could live in his mind. You are good to invite us into the lives of these two people.
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Not an easy story, but one that speaks to the tragedy and inescapability of choices we make. Page turning reading.
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You understand what I had in mind exactly. The swimming metaphor can be taken several ways, not all of them benign or neutral. And even though the tide may have turned, is it too late to go for that swim? It is the opportunity, the chance that dances before the eyes like moonlight on the water. But take it, and will the light still be there? Crossroad is both empathetic and wondering, as you suggest. I am very glad that these resonated with you, and that my own ache spoke to yours.
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Awesome metaphors, and even better paired together as you have them. I am particularly taken by Dandelions. Beautifully observed.
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Oh, yes. Simple, direct appeals to the tactile. I am so there.
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Poor Oliver can do many sorts of problems well, but not damage control. Of course, he was thoroughly confused, but you have a good point. I imagine Martin was terribly unhappy, too.
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Thankfully, no blood. But we can be hunters, nonetheless. As you say, passion and desire in the last heat of summer. I am so very glad you liked it.
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Your words echo down the ages, and paint the walls in tears for those who were maimed by these men you describe. How can they justify themselves? There is no answer except the selfish ego and misguided desire. Your poem makes us aware and awake to such men.
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Thanks so much, Val. These have an unsettled feel, even as I know that so much is impermanent. I am glad you sensed this, too. May is what I intended. Thanks for catching it! I fixed that. Sough is a nice, obscure word - the sound of a soft breeze or zephyr moving through the branches. You are kind to have read so many of these installments. I appreciate your taking the time to respond to them.
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tim, I owe you a deep debt of gratitude. You did a most marvelous thing for which I give thanks every day. And see how far your encouragement has gone today? I am glad you liked these.
