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Bijou
Streetlight hits
these dusty blinds
so desperately
Shot full of holes
Hanging by one
last whisper
Black and white
I hide behind
the illusion
My heart
The only
Stone I carry
these dusty blinds
so desperately
Shot full of holes
Hanging by one
last whisper
Black and white
I hide behind
the illusion
My heart
The only
Stone I carry
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Re. Bijou
2nd Sep 2022 6:39am
Well, hell. And I’m just now discovering your art? Of course I’m following.
I lived in that room. Skid row hotel, edge of Chinatown. Vancouver B.C., Canada.
Gritty perfect images. The sacred women on the corner with cars pulling over at four in the morning.
Ferlinghetti would have loved you, but since he’s moved on, I’ll do my best
I lived in that room. Skid row hotel, edge of Chinatown. Vancouver B.C., Canada.
Gritty perfect images. The sacred women on the corner with cars pulling over at four in the morning.
Ferlinghetti would have loved you, but since he’s moved on, I’ll do my best
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Re: Re. Bijou
5th Sep 2022 10:13pm
Ah yes, in that room ....
Raw and gritty and real, that's where it comes from.
What a lovely comment Mrd, I thank you not only for that, but for enlightening my creative side that much more.
Ferlinghetti .... What rock have I been hiding under and where has he been all my life?!
It seems I have some reading to do, thanks again!
Raw and gritty and real, that's where it comes from.
What a lovely comment Mrd, I thank you not only for that, but for enlightening my creative side that much more.
Ferlinghetti .... What rock have I been hiding under and where has he been all my life?!
It seems I have some reading to do, thanks again!
Re. Bijou
2nd Sep 2022 8:27am
Dear K,
For me, this poem really defines those moments in life when everything feels like it’s closing in and I can’t feel any more diminished. You’ve captured that stark feeling brilliantly. H🌷
For me, this poem really defines those moments in life when everything feels like it’s closing in and I can’t feel any more diminished. You’ve captured that stark feeling brilliantly. H🌷
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Re: Re. Bijou
6th Sep 2022 7:18pm
Yes, exactly, that raw, vulnerability we all feel at some point in our lives makes us human. Human emotion has so many sub categories that remain unnamed.
And then there was poetry.
Thanks for taking time to visit and leave a few words, truly appreciate it
And then there was poetry.
Thanks for taking time to visit and leave a few words, truly appreciate it
Re. Bijou
2nd Sep 2022 11:56am
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Re. Bijou
9th Jan 2023 6:36am
Hoi Hoi
What a lovely storyline!
And it’s only now, that I discovered it.
Not a moment too soon.
Thank you very much!
Kind regards, Gus
What a lovely storyline!
And it’s only now, that I discovered it.
Not a moment too soon.
Thank you very much!
Kind regards, Gus
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Re: Re. Bijou
9th Jan 2023 6:57am