two chasms
straddled
territories
denuded
containers
emptied
machines
stripped
rib cages
busted
endless purposes
await
junkyard cusp
Welcome! This infinitesimal corner of the web is a place where my fairy tales, poems, and images collect and remind me of where I've been. Enjoy and feel free to comment on your parallel existence! Peter Ellis
I like how you always present your poems on typewriter. I prefer that. Thanks for your art.
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Thank you! It also serves a practical purpose. I find the focus required offers yet another “type” of revision as a concision machine.
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Peter, a very entertaining post! All you need to add is a couple of “junkyard dogs!”( Just thinking of the old Jim Croce song, “Bad, Bad Leroy Brown,” who was “meaner than a junkyard dog.” I don’t know why that came to mind!)
Seriously, I think this is a fine poem. Archeologists learn about civilizations from rubbish heaps. Sculptors recycle materials to incorporate into their art. You have shown them to be a great source of inspiration for a poet! All the best, Cheryl
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yes! It was difficult to omit the doggy! And now you got that song echoing in mind. Thank you!
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This perfectly shows the chasm between the perception of junk and the noting of possibility. And now I’m thinking of the local junkyard dog when I was a kid and have Bad Bad Leroy Brown in my head.
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Thank you! In fact, I would never call it junk because all I see is material. And yes, the song is now in my head too!
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This piece reminds me of the beginning of 2020. Many unexpected and terrible things have happened, but amidst it all we can find opportunities to move forward and make progress.
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Yes! All is material. Nice comment on the flexibility of consciousness.
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Two chasms, the mind and heart.
We’re so deep, so close and ever farther the more we stop trying.
Two chasms, remember what we want to forget.
They remember the tears, the love, the blood rich with passion.
It’s never too late to bring it back.
Two chasms weren’t deepened in a day.
This post is very inspiring and beautiful . Great writing 🙂
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Nice riff! Glad you liked it!
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Thank you so much 🙂 i do . It’s very inspiring and beautiful!
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Sounds like a scene of destruction with a potential for new creation. Nicely done!
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Yes! Everything is material. Thank you!
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