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DUSTY POET

DUSTY POET Dust before donkey doomed a wicked whirlwind grains of wisdom wrinkle sand webs dust devitalise land here there everywhere nowhere in eyes, on kitchen table parched unfed lips a single tear rolling fell dry gin in glass whimper for verbs, adjectives, metaphors a rake on untended farm stood patient soft sobbing sorrel soil insipid debts piled manic manure his scalp itched his wordy craft crumbling sonnets, verses, vignettes sottoed louder than waiting shrubs white hair falling, skin flaked he failed to vision journal an ode to rip from protruding ribs too much unsaid torrents tortured gestate an epic waiting to birth cannot speak nor write cannot read nor recite dusty throat bone dry doleful faraway in another land, another room in her fist tight his voice she secretly held left his heart and poems on dilapidated shelf parcelled with cracked crockery a scribble on a sheet of toilet paper he flushed away with dried parsley hens cackled unfed fishmoths party Victorian linen dust on books, pamphlets, photographs letters speaking to women dead Pablo Neruda winked from a harbour along with broken spectacles alliteration absent without leave poetry unspoken fell like beads from unwritten noose around one tear neck an escape beckoning where to where from a one-eyed pond with geese watched their dusty poet with his wreaths of unraveled poetry writhing water lilies fading dragonflies floating with dust

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Date: 4/9/2025 11:25:00 PM
Reading what Ink said. I too really liked the line about Neruda! Your style is a bit similar to Inks as well.
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Ghairo Daniels
Date: 4/11/2025 1:22:00 AM
ThkU for read & comment. Much appreciated. I’m a bit frustrated with Soup at moment. The system didn’t allow me to post a poem for the1984 competition. Perhaps it was too political & I don’t know who at Soup I can ask. I’m thinking of trying another site,but have too many poems on this one. Blessings x
Date: 3/26/2025 10:12:00 AM
Dear poetic soul, I love how you’ve played around with words here and created metaphors that are intriguing and so very descriptive too! I especially love the line “Pablo Neruda winked from a harbour along with broken spectacles “ pablo neruda is one of my very fave poets and i love reading him and how youv stated his name there made me excited! And i also love the seamless flow of your lines! Pleasure reading you today! So good to see you posting more and i see you are inspired. Sending you light always
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Ghairo Daniels
Date: 3/26/2025 7:10:00 PM
ThkU for read, Beautiful Being of Light. U are a special gift to the Planetary Poets that are assisting humanity to ascend via wordplay. I appreciate your loving committed work on this site. Pablo Neruda is one of my favs too. Adore his Love poems. Hug. X

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