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    Last edited by grant hayes; 06-15-2016, 07:33 PM.

  • #2
    G Hayes THIS ROCKS, Excuse the vintage verb. No, this is something i can really suck up. You use some off my fav words. DUST, DIRT, GRAVITY, DEATH, STREETS, Its where we come from, its where we go, its what holds us together, its what surrounds us. IT HIT MY MARK

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    • #3
      Do not go gentle...

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      • grant hayes
        grant hayes commented
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        My beloved Dylan T!

    • #4
      I tend to have trouble keeping dust and dirt out of my verse, second. Death tends to hang around too, though gentlemanly. Glad it spoke to you!

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      • #5
        For the love of a woman, lost, I wander dusty streets fencing windmills...
        This is one more grantian success in a long line of grantian successes!
        I love your opening lines, grant, especially 3 and 4.

        Love’s hindseen bubble moment
        had floated my blindness to contentment
        when the put-off press of sorrows, yes,
        the entire nest of stings, returned
        too strong,

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        • #6
          Another (g)RANT(ian success). Thank you, MHenry; the first lines are probably the best.

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          • #7
            I loved those lines too especially -- the entire nest of stings returned too strong-- I could feel that. Amazing words.

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            • grant hayes
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              Started with a nest of stings and ended with a puff of needles - in the EYE. I should have just posted a pic of St Sebastian, martyr of barbs, and left it at that.

              But seriously, thank you, Alexandra, for your encouragement. ☺

          • #8
            The intoxication of GRANTIAN MUSINGS, "dysgenic dirt effacing" et al. The confluences of imageries delight. I am going to try and rework some of this Tanner-like. I am going to have
            to find specialized tools to enter this denseness. It is too easy to suffocate in your intense uttterings. Wish me well on this perilous journey.

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            • MHenry
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              If you aren't back in 24 hours, we will send in the boys with the pick axes.

          • #9
            I am
            At The Dump. please visit.

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            • grant hayes
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              You have made a poetic palace of The Dump, Tanner. Salutes and not enough Zestas!

          • #10
            I will not go stanza by stanza with the depth and eloquence of this piece.

            This is brilliant.

            Common themes, uncommonly addressed!

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            • #11
              Thank you, Dwayne. Yes, one can say 'I felt really down', and such concision is perfectly apt for quotidian contexts, but if one is ludicrous, one can also resort to preposterous dissections of the moment to no good purpose.

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              • #12
                Wow - strong imagery! Love this. Heartfelt.

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                • #13
                  It was heartfelt, actually; thank you, Lady of Empathy!

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