Un Sustain Able

wielding blunt weapons
       soul peddling at the cross road

                to be the greatest 



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Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Bavington  Avatar
June 9, 2020 at 1:31 PM
This is awesome. I am just struggling to show people me. There is nothing in being the greatest if I lose sight as to who I am.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
June 10, 2020 at 7:10 AM
Amen to that! I am particularly me ;), took a while to embrace that, turns out it is so much easier than trying to be someone you are not. Thank you so much Bette! xomo
Faulkner Avatar
May 29, 2020 at 8:14 PM
This has inspired me to write my first senryu, so thank you!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 29, 2020 at 8:47 PM
Wowsah! That brilliant ink I just read?! Thank YOU Michelle! I am thrilled. Not to mention I totally identified with your Senryu ;), xomo!
Robinson Jr. Avatar
May 29, 2020 at 2:28 AM
Very thought-provoking per usual your provocateur ink style, PT! With love and more love always.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 29, 2020 at 4:52 PM
I do put the mo in less is mo ;), Thank you dear Freddie! Warm hugs n' love, xomo!
Bauer Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 4:13 PM
well said, maureen! i wonder who decided that being the greatest was worth striving for at any cost...
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 27, 2020 at 7:54 AM
Thank you Ilene! I'm still trying to figure out what "greatest" means, definitively ;), I hope you and yours are well ~x
Leffanta Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 2:56 PM
Able was I ere I saw Un Sustain Able! Aloha! Rico
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 2:58 PM
Your eyes are as wide and open as is your mind my friend. RSD ~xomo
May Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 12:55 PM
Very nicely done Mo
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 2:20 PM
Thank you Joseph. Take care, xomo
Sharp Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 7:27 AM
And with the blunt weapons, blunt force trauma on a massive scale. Sharp ink, if I might borrow your words.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 26, 2020 at 7:43 AM
Thank you Lawrence. The pros know that if you do it right they'll never know what hit them. Take care my poetry friend, xomo
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