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Chapter 1 Lost and Found
Parker Owens commented on Headstall's story chapter in Chapter 1 Lost and Found
So, chances for two men to make a turn in their fortunes. What will be next?- 81 comments
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Thank you, Gary. We both enjoy a good climb in the woods.
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Free, unstructured poems leave me uneasy as I write. I was unsure if this poem worked. Thank you for affirming that this was a successful experiment.
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Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
It’s excellent that you find these agreeable. If they connect to you, then I’m happy. Thanks for reading and commenting. -
You’re so good to comment on this. I hope this poem got your feet and hips to move, if only a little.
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Thank you very much for your kind and perceptive comments. You’ve read this sonnet indeed as I wrote it. You’re very good to read and leave your thoughts.
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I’m glad you could connect with this poem, as you might experience these sensory changes as I have. Thanks so much for your thoughts and comments.
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Tinnitus With the phoebes fledged, their parents pack their bags for a long trip south, I’m alone again with the ringing in my ears, that eternal music which suffocates every solemn silence and colors soft southern zephyrs carrying suggestions of rain and the implication of thunder on dusty ozone-tanned arms; There are mathematical abstractions for them all, every harmony formed by the stillness of green leaves,
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Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
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Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
Your story made me laugh! What a wonderful memory. I’m glad the second poem was vivid enough to bring it back to you. I’m also glad you liked number three; it’s the mist visual of the set. Thanks very much for the inspiration for this group of poems. I look forward to trying more. -
Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
You’re very kind. I’m happy the appeal to your senses came through in these. Thanks for your thoughts and for reading. -
Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
Thank you, tim. I’m really glad you thought it worked. Now maybe I can try some more! -
Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
@Backwoods Boy I’m glad that you think these work. I propped up last year’s Christmas tree on a small trail behind my house, and I get a Yuletide zephyr every time I walk past. Thank you so much for your response and for reading! -
Couplet and Skyscraper
Parker Owens commented on Parker Owens's story chapter in Couplet and Skyscraper
Scents seem to evoke strong memories for me; cut grass, evergreen, lilac - each brings different scenes to mind. Thanks very much for your response! -
1. A weekend rule that’s surely true: your list has more than you can do. ~ I pickled beans, tied up tall tomatoes, showed timid cucumbers how to climb, and propped up tithonia nodding in the sun; but I could do nothing to hold back the clouds counting each hour overhead. ~ ~ ~ 2. We can’t control what fragrance tells nor does it cease to weave its spells. ~ I
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I’m very glad this poem stirred good memories of shared hikes and journeys. Each person on those paths today may wonder as you did, and know that their experience is as new to them as yours was to you. Thanks for reading this and for your thoughts.
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It’s interesting that two people can travel the same road, yet see it differently. I think that’s why it’s fun to journey together with another either literally or metaphorically. It lets us share that experience together, even as we color it in our own ways. Thanks very much for reading!
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I urge you to try tackling a sonnet. I know there is some excellent supporting material on sonnet writing elsewhere on GA. I sometimes wonder how my experience of a place or relationship in the present moment might compare with someone’s in another time. As you say, they will be two different things. Many thanks for reading, and for your reactions.
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I think you’re right - if it’s the first time for me, that makes it more intense and full of memory and color - for me. And if this conveys something of that, and helps you feel it too, then I’m happy. Thank you very much for reading this and for your thoughts.
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You and I share that delight in feeling that we’re explorers trailblazing. And you’re right again that our own special isolation can might help us appreciate that others have shared our delights before us. Thank you so much for reading and for your reflection.
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Now come my love, let us as two explore a territory left unsung, unmapped, unknown, where wait such wonders, numbered by the score, that careful reason might be overthrown. Together, a delightful path we’ll tread, through ridges, hills and sunlit valleys stray, where climbs the rarest rose to bloom in red atop a monument along our way. Yet even as its mysteries we plumb, it's clear we’re not the first to travel there, For others left a mark or pr
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What an eye and ear opening chapter for Liam. That he managed to sit through it is a wonder; even more of a wonder is how Gemma Clarke ever allowed herself to be booked on that show. Usually, the mouthpieces and useful idiots of the far right are shepherded and cosseted on friendly media outlets. Bravo.
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This is an interesting reflection on the relationship we have with our pasts. Sometimes, something we think was buried and forgotten re-emerges. Your poem reminds me that it need not reestablish itself as a center of my existence.
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I originally chose the sarabande because I liked the sound of the word as it rolled off my tongue. Then, after listening to several, both the rhythm and the poem grew. I’m glad this poem reached into your head and lightened your heart.
