It’s been about an hour now that I’ve been looking at the title to this and wondering where ever I would go next with words like these.
So I decided to play it cool and take it easy.
Oh, OK then, said my soul.
My head, that was bobbing up and down to this most mysteriously got lost just after midnight and became a river rat never to be seen again.
Two pounds of the gravy chicken later and the wine bottle empty, the hero/author lay back and went to sleep, exhausted, another day over.
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@wales So coolly Finished the poem...... I couldnt Make out, was it a prose or poem ?????
But well wrote. well done poet
It's both and neither; to me poems are one lines and prose is a story; but this is a poem story; not sure if that makes sense...
@wales nice I could feel the poem essence in your story .. You have Different approach of writing poems .. its impressive .. loved it .. keep writing .. I loved it
I have the essence of something in mind that I'm trying to express, a way of feeling that is perhaps more stream of consciousness to rise above the mundane and touch the divine, or at least to not be boring...
Perfect Bro ...!!!
I am absolutely delighted that you think so much of me...