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Monsters from the Land of the Lost
I wonder
if
my self belief is converging into
hemispheres
of the megalomaniacal,
but then, one
must
just… Believe.
For me, I think, wilderness
is a razor blade
made to reveal: Wilderness.
Published 24th Dec 2022
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24th Dec 2022 5:21pm
Number 2000! Congratulations!
Always appreciate your submissions and also your comments. Have a wonderful Christmas.
E
Always appreciate your submissions and also your comments. Have a wonderful Christmas.
E
24th Dec 2022 10:55pm
Thank you So much Ellie...
I really don't keep track...
But...
I just happened to notice it...
At...
1996...
I was like...
WTF?!
So I thought...
I will post two entries into
a story I am working on...
Then...
Two poems and just in time
for my new recording station...
HAha...
I need to get my audio on point...
Testing the elements...
I really don't keep track...
But...
I just happened to notice it...
At...
1996...
I was like...
WTF?!
So I thought...
I will post two entries into
a story I am working on...
Then...
Two poems and just in time
for my new recording station...
HAha...
I need to get my audio on point...
Testing the elements...
24th Dec 2022 7:21pm
24th Dec 2022 10:59pm
Thank you LDF...
I was recently walking
by this lake...
(There are two swans that live there...)
It reminded me of this piece
you wrote...
About such a place...
Which transported me there...
I think it was the first time
I ever commented on one of your poems...
I am going to film some footage of the place...
But...
Your encouragement means so much to me...
And...
Were it not for your encouragement,
support of all poets/poetesses...
And true friendship...
I would not have written anything...
Quite honestly...
And you make me believe
in the infinite possibilities of poetry...
Which I treasure deeply...
I was recently walking
by this lake...
(There are two swans that live there...)
It reminded me of this piece
you wrote...
About such a place...
Which transported me there...
I think it was the first time
I ever commented on one of your poems...
I am going to film some footage of the place...
But...
Your encouragement means so much to me...
And...
Were it not for your encouragement,
support of all poets/poetesses...
And true friendship...
I would not have written anything...
Quite honestly...
And you make me believe
in the infinite possibilities of poetry...
Which I treasure deeply...
