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Random borealis
breathes an
unanswerable touch;
love's never failing hand
softer than
lips kissing the north wind,
in daffodils.
stars cry out,
crashing from northern skies
into deep ends of
oceans and
giving memory
passing through time
and the regretful realm
of all that is broken;
untangling fractured seconds,
orchestrating them
fate's final movement....
Misery's dream account....
All of now's tomorrows are loved.
And finality's dance is once again unfading....
consorting to endure....
across oceans
of time.
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You did your job, that's for sure! Don't feel like you have to answer my weird, curious questions, dear friends XD I loved it! I love your quirks and I love the way you make me scratch my head and wonder. Keep at it!!
....well gosh darnit I'm lucky to be graced with your recognition, you're graciousness is way more than I deserve....but I forgot the most important thing of all, and that is to say thank you, a million times thank you ~ for giving your attention to my work and taking an interest even to the point of digging deep and coming up with such cool views and angles, and for your support. When you call your questions 'wierd and curious'....I hear 'fascinating and beneficial' and fun. You know truthfully ~ and this is another thing I so clumsily left out ~ there are times when Author Notes are completely necessary, when the imagery is allowed to run wild enough till it ends up in another solar system. Like in the case of Uncontent The Tide, the Author Notes are actually longer than the poem itself, which is already really really long, and the notes take on a life of their own, adding dimension to the text. And come to think of it, you've inspired me to add an Uncontent card in addition to the video card, and rename the video card a 'Remix'....the same idea was used for Chaos Theory. But you the end, I can never be self-serving enough or be prideful enough to make the work all about my doing or creating....because, being truthful to my original intent is what really is paramount...and it always has to remain centeral to the that is...."My promise to you as a writer; treat your imagination to places your emotions have not yet been." My job ~ as I see it ~ is to write for you, not me. It's easy to take appreciation out of context and begin to feel important when folks dig your stuff. You honor me with 3 things....your kindness, your words, and your time. I don't see pride anywhere in there. Humbleness is an essential aspect of the relationship I have with my readers. Without you reading my work, there's no reason to write it. You make it a true joy, thanks @timeturnerjones.
@timeturnerjones I think our friend @DJamesBreaux does us a bigger service than he realizes. Let it be known that you have thoroughly accomplished your goal of "My promise to you as a writer; treat your imagination to places your emotions have not yet been." I have been there, back, and there again in the times that I have read your works!
The trek down fascination street is so much more fascinating with you on board @hikaymm =D
@DJamesBreaux Keep rocking. Seriously.