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03/23/24 HMS (Unadorned Prompt word)

falsified ashes uncharacteristic dust synthetic flashes artificial wind blows rust plainly felt when life goes bust

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Constance La France

Date: 4/7/2024 3:32:00 PM

David, congratulations on your win in my contest with this interesting poem, hugs

David Kavanagh
Date: 4/8/2024 3:35:00 AM

Thank you Constance, at times life appears pretty bleak, fortunately not all the time, cheers David

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/28/2024 2:36:00 PM

- Congratulations on your win in the contest, David :) - Have a lovely Easter :) - hugs

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/28/2024 4:43:00 PM

Heya Anne-Lise, thanks so much, weather not great but will try enjoy the Easter nonetheless, hopefully it’s better in Norway, have a great weekend too, cheers David

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 3/27/2024 10:08:00 AM

Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed your creative "unadorned" Tanka write again. Enjoy your day/win..............

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/28/2024 4:39:00 PM

Thank you again Paula, I’m delighted as always to get a mention in any contest, cheers David

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 3/26/2024 9:40:00 AM

An eye-opener of a dark vision David. Interesting write. Congratulations! :)

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/26/2024 4:25:00 PM

Heya Alice, unfortunately this dark vision can manifest itself at life’s lower points, cheers David

Robert Gorelick

Date: 3/25/2024 10:10:00 AM

You paint a rather precariously quasi-reality. Reminds me of L.A. in the '60's waking up to Strawberry Alarm Clock and going through the jasmines of my mind as the counterculture flowed and ebbed. Too much sanity is insanity--Cervantes. Enjoyed your thoughts, keep it up

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/25/2024 10:37:00 AM

Too much sanity is enough to drive this guy insane, no doubt I would’ve been swallowed up in the counterculture scene of California’s 1960s, or possibly ending up drafted into the Nam, crazy times such as they were, this one is a quasi reality but one I find myself in sometimes, cheers David

I Am Anaya

Date: 3/23/2024 8:06:00 PM

Gloomy, adjectives that are dismal, but so well put together. Maybe this will cheer you up, a limerick I posted.

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/25/2024 10:18:00 AM

My mistake should be 03/23/24 just a typo well spotted! Thanks!

I Am Anaya
Date: 3/25/2024 9:31:00 AM

What is 03/23/04 ?

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/24/2024 2:23:00 AM

A surreal image of my mind on a bad day lol! Thanks Anaya much appreciated, cheers David

Di11y Da11y

Date: 3/23/2024 12:47:00 PM

"artificial winds blow rust" line gave desolate vibes (should this be labelled a tanka rather than monoku?)

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/23/2024 12:59:00 PM

Oops! Indeed it should read Tanka, thanks for the heads up Dilly, yes life appears pretty desolate and bleak in this one, a pared back vision of reality without rose tinted glasses perhaps, cheers David

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 3/23/2024 12:43:00 PM

I enjoyed your creative "unadorned" write. "Good Luck" Have a blessed/fun weekend writing away................

David Kavanagh
Date: 3/23/2024 12:51:00 PM

Thank you so much for stopping by Paula, have a great weekend too, cheers David