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Filling In The Tin Station
(Joe's garage circa '89)
Was it in the window
worn to the weather
those reflections
glassed over my eyes
I wonder where You are
looking over Your shoulder
reaching back further
a wisp of time
were I never lost upon
shadow and ghost
I don't think I'd check
yet be put right in place
then there was that moment...
I saw Your face
alive inside
counting down
lost in silence
Was it in the window
worn to the weather
those reflections
glassed over my eyes
I wonder where You are
looking over Your shoulder
reaching back further
a wisp of time
were I never lost upon
shadow and ghost
I don't think I'd check
yet be put right in place
then there was that moment...
I saw Your face
alive inside
counting down
lost in silence
Published 22nd Feb 2020
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Anonymous
22nd Feb 2020 8:40am
Ooo. I enjoyed this one. It felt painful but eloquent. As if you were glimpsing at something better left behind.
The atmosphere you’ve created here is wonderful. Thank you for sharing.
-M
The atmosphere you’ve created here is wonderful. Thank you for sharing.
-M
Look who's walking in here christ wheres the locks?
Oh You nailed it alright, that's exactly what it is...:D
It's one of those heart-breaking things-Appreciate You Missy
Oh You nailed it alright, that's exactly what it is...:D
It's one of those heart-breaking things-Appreciate You Missy
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22nd Feb 2020 10:53am
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22nd Feb 2020 11:03am
Honoured to see You come by Didi!!!
Appreciate Your kindness and RL
I like/prefer short phrases (when I can think them up lol)
It makes for a more direct delivery to my mind.
Appreciate Your kindness and RL
I like/prefer short phrases (when I can think them up lol)
It makes for a more direct delivery to my mind.
Anonymous
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22nd Feb 2020 11:06am
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22nd Feb 2020 10:48pm
A fine and reflective piece. You're one of the most eloquent writers here. This "Tin Station" shines.
23rd Feb 2020 10:13am
Touched me with that comment Crow...damn man...Thank You, that was overly kind and made me blush even...
24th Feb 2020 00:25am
24th Feb 2020 12:26pm
24th Feb 2020 3:26am
you even make thise disintegrating dying moments amalgamate in your verses digging back artistic goldmine, of here so simplistic in shine ..it feel like magical reversal of zillion breakdown shards into a zoom in mirroring picture that you recount vivid ..whatever diatance deaths n decomposing or maybes or perhaps it encompasses ..that moment the verses.. well put poet Soul :)
24th Feb 2020 1:04pm
Uma You spoil me, thank You for the RL !!!
Twas the bite from the mellon, but it has it's place in shaping the me...the impact of others, their energy their lives poised beside ones own can truly have life-long effects...and that's a beautiful thing.
Twas the bite from the mellon, but it has it's place in shaping the me...the impact of others, their energy their lives poised beside ones own can truly have life-long effects...and that's a beautiful thing.
4th Mar 2020 3:45pm
Dear G, SoulPoet... couldn't resist but share this great nostalgic n a miraging melancholic piece of digging deep poetics ..in the POM March 2020 comp..as a focus to this fab scribe & to you the Poet Flair & Natural ev..Best to you, Light & Love :)
4th Mar 2020 10:51pm
Awwww Uma You spoil me :)
Truly I look t everything I write and get rather aggravated.
I like it as I'm Writing...then as its finished...it isn't what shows from the minds eye...yet time...I am very conscience of time and very protective of it unless spent on friends, peace, ...pretty much anything used in the positive.
I rarely like anything I Write, not do I spend time on them to edit or change them into length or such Writes....I'd rather Write instant inspiration, catch it before lost then move on to the next Write.
I DO hope You really like, You inflate my ego Dear
This Write, to share part of the secret with You...I grew up with two brothers...the one brother slowly lost his mine, his brain no longer produces the chemical seperatein dream from away....he wanders back and forth with ease or without control....it is fascinating, depressing, horrible and lovely.....He was/is a very close friend as a young man....now it is sad and I have missed the real him.
Love to You Uma, You re the best Dear!!!
This particular piece
Truly I look t everything I write and get rather aggravated.
I like it as I'm Writing...then as its finished...it isn't what shows from the minds eye...yet time...I am very conscience of time and very protective of it unless spent on friends, peace, ...pretty much anything used in the positive.
I rarely like anything I Write, not do I spend time on them to edit or change them into length or such Writes....I'd rather Write instant inspiration, catch it before lost then move on to the next Write.
I DO hope You really like, You inflate my ego Dear
This Write, to share part of the secret with You...I grew up with two brothers...the one brother slowly lost his mine, his brain no longer produces the chemical seperatein dream from away....he wanders back and forth with ease or without control....it is fascinating, depressing, horrible and lovely.....He was/is a very close friend as a young man....now it is sad and I have missed the real him.
Love to You Uma, You re the best Dear!!!
This particular piece
