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Minds Off Course

Past life ghosts they drift and creep spread their bile on those who sleep cold as ice with no soft side For mud bound stains dug so deep Poem entered on Poetry Soup March 17/2020. Let The Pens Flow - Jueju Poetry Contest Sponsor : Jenish Somadas

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Date: 4/2/2020 4:46:00 PM
oh those spirits that are so creepy as you describe here. i wonder what it is that makes them linger and not move on! I enjoyed seeing your poem on this winner list, howard.
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Howard Kerr
Date: 4/3/2020 7:20:00 AM
Hi Andrea, Congratulations on your award-winning, evocative entry Sea Side which I found moving and lyrical. Thanks for your kind comment about my placement. In response to your excellent question I wish to offer some clarity. The “spirits” are a metaphor for matters that have been ignored and must be attended to for everyone’s benefit. They are a reminder that ultimate peace of mind lies in resolution rather than deferral. Hence the reason why these “spirits” persist to the detriment of the central character as they sleep. Kind Regards Howard
Date: 4/2/2020 11:34:00 AM
Profound..I'm honoured to have your poem Howard..
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Howard Kerr
Date: 4/2/2020 2:26:00 PM
I wish to thank you, Jenish, for your kind critique, for your assessment of my work, and of course the honourable mention. Howard

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