A Place Not Meant To Be: 12

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Poetic Form: Crown of Sonnets: Italian or Petrachan

Inspired: 2024 April 21

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#12: Space Ghost-ed Let's naught add to Space's new oddities, we've space between our ears, with a spare room. Silos hushed ... Grace spots our credulities, our space mid-ear's blessed--a brain stained attune. Post-Life; same space; new point--afeared darkness, when question, "mark," life's course--you must enter price if not taken; parts fatal, parts guess, choose--right proves true, and--wrong haunts lamenter. Existence; same brain space--darkness remains, (dark alley, blind spot, or scary neighbor) sensed points in life--in your space, your caused stains, trifle (take) space. As written, (take) detour, and highly fill the space between your ears, to the accords of The Book of Life ... cheers.

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Victor Buhagiar

Date: 4/23/2024 1:00:00 AM

Dear William, our mind needs to be filled with positive vibes, but not all succeed. Great poem.

Hilo Poet
Date: 4/23/2024 1:32:00 AM

True, my friend, success has little company as many was lost along the way. Aloha, William

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 4/21/2024 4:41:00 PM

I liked this line: we've space between our ears, with a spare room. How true that is...sometimes the spare room is empty. I also liked 'existence; same brain space--darkness remains.' I appreciate your unique voice and writing style. Have a great evening, Sara

Hilo Poet
Date: 4/21/2024 5:07:00 PM

Grant it be a grin, I like that line opener too, Sara, appreciate it very much, my friend. Aloha, William