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         Ed's 'Pick a Title Vol. 50 Contest   ~   April 10, 2025

Each day I wake as if I hold a sable brush in my hand ready to paint upon a canvas what cannot be planned. Or a pen to write about fantasies and adventures I find in playground of imagination, I clearly see in my mind when my mental imagery decides it wants to run wild. I envision illusions of life as through the eyes of a child. This is how it works ~ Try to understand that we're only young until we're not so, my creative image can be a battleship, a dreadnaught. Some days I feel glum and paint a fence without a gate then I blend many bright colors until I'm forced to wait for my fantasies to find a way to escape from this slump by painting myself on a horse, leaping the fence in a jump. A dark verse takes me to the playground's furthest edge where I dare to dangerously stand, teetering on a ledge This is how it works ~ I search the depths inside myself for things I would like then become a child of four, telling stress to take a hike. My brush strokes are bold when in good spirits and I fly, but spilled ink splotches appear like tears when I cry. I can paint in pastels when I imagine hope on the horizon. There are no color rules or limits when my hues can enliven. Limericks come to mind, so with a sharp pencil I start to write fairytales of whales, or a rainbow appearing in the sunlight. This is how it works ~ I cry until I laugh because on my playground, I can do anything The word 'can't,' doesn't exist, and every season can be Spring. My inspirations can be motivated by the world around me... A mirrored lake reflecting Autumn's colors in red maple trees Mountain tops crested with snow that dawn turns bright gold. It's all there when my inventive mind decides to take hold. In my imaginary place, I'm a princess, an ogre, or a dragonfly a feline with nine lives or anything I conceive in my mind's eye. This is how it works ~ Everyone lives until they die, fearing that moment of death but in my playground of imagination, I never take a final breath I've amassed an art gallery filled with varied canvased forms, pastoral scenes of comfort and those with thunderous storms. I never paint over the artistry my perceptions have created for if my imagination has an ego, I wouldn't want it deflated. I've written pages of poetry to fill a library packed with tomes and each poem or story is a depiction of where figment roams This is how it works ~ I love until I don't, never admit I won't, and never take for granted anything in playground of imagination where my life is enchanted.

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Date: 4/20/2025 7:30:00 AM
Magnificent poetry Lin, congratulations
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Lin Lane
Date: 4/20/2025 7:43:00 AM
Thank you very much, Terry. I'm grateful for your comments.
Date: 4/20/2025 6:23:00 AM
A beautiful poem with plenty of emotions, realities, and realizations. Beautiful images and imagery adorn the poem very beautifully. Congratulations!
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Date: 4/20/2025 6:59:00 AM
Thank you Chris. I appreciate your reading and comments.
Date: 4/20/2025 3:40:00 AM
gem! Congratulations on your win dear poet. Cheers!!!
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Date: 4/20/2025 6:58:00 AM
Thanks so much, Thriveni.
Date: 4/19/2025 11:59:00 PM
Wow! Thanks for sharing this, Lin... so delightful and delighting; enthralling me from the start 'til the end. God bless you.
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Date: 4/20/2025 6:57:00 AM
Thanks a lot for liking it, Beats.
Date: 4/19/2025 11:43:00 AM
You have a gift for vivid imagery and wonderful metaphors, Lin. Congratulations on your winning entry in this contest.
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Date: 4/19/2025 12:14:00 PM
Thank you so very much for your kind remarks, Lasaad.
Date: 4/19/2025 10:30:00 AM
Lin, heartiest congratulations on your top win in my contest with this magnificent poem. What a wealth of euphony, metaphors, and imagery. I find it to be one of your best poems in a long time. Bravo!
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Date: 4/19/2025 12:14:00 PM
Edward, now I feel I made the right choice by using the repeated stanza. I'm so pleased by your thinking this is one of my best. Thank you for placing it among your winners.
Date: 4/17/2025 9:04:00 AM
Lin, this is a lovely expression of your creative inner soul. I'm so impressed at how you use your experience with painting and poetry to explain how your spirit and imagination can never be contained (for long). This is a lesson on what makes life for us so wonderful. Take care and smiles, of course!!
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Date: 4/17/2025 2:15:00 PM
Thank you, Duke. Poetry is just a painting without words, but when I use words I can more openly express details of my emotions and thoughts. Make sense?
Date: 4/11/2025 9:18:00 AM
Dear linnersz, for some reason this made me very emotional, as i can feel the depth of what youv expressed here in such a creative manner with brilliant metaphors; wisdom, wordplay, descriptive diction etc that truly stirs the soul of the reader as i can feel the sincerity of your poem i really felt the lines “ we're only young until we're not so, my creative image can be a battleship, a dreadnaught.” Those words hit deep and i will remember them, as you have much more experience of life, and from such deep and wise words i prefer to learn, and i think you are not just an amazing poet but also an excellent artist! Very impressive ! I admire your art truly! Pleasure visiting your page today! Sending you light always! Best wishes always
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Date: 4/11/2025 9:39:00 AM
Ink, thank you for such gracious thoughts. If I can stir your soul, my words can touch your heart, and that is the epitome of a poet's quest. My life's experiences are yours if you ask... advice to be taken or brushed aside but I see many traits in you that stared at me in my mirror... years ago through our emotions. Thank you for appreciating the works of my hand with pen and brush. Hugs.
Date: 4/10/2025 9:59:00 PM
"There are no color rules or limits when my hues can enliven." -- Love that! "but in my playground of imagination, I never take a final breath" -- Indeed. Breathe on! Art is omnipotence.
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Date: 4/11/2025 9:30:00 AM
Wouldn't it be wonderful to have such a playground as a sanctuary from the world and even death? Thank you so very much, Joe.
Date: 4/10/2025 10:22:00 AM
Nice one, Lin. With imagination, noting is impossible.
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Date: 4/10/2025 10:27:00 AM
To imagine, to dream... without them life would be so much less. Thanks, Jay.
Date: 4/10/2025 6:19:00 AM
wonderful poetry, imagination is so helpful, nothing is impossible when you imagine, a poem to be read and read again, merci poétesse for the enlightening poem
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Date: 4/10/2025 6:55:00 AM
Merci beaucoup, Yann. Vos commentaires sont des plus gratifiants. ;-)

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