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  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on Humble wish

    the tongue is the first muscle – there are certain practices done by yogi -and i’m sure you know more about it- that leave me speechless. related to all sorts of enlightening paths in so many ancient religions and traditions and let’s not forget the Holy Communion too.

    let the lightness of the tongue touch the sky, you may be describing something here, the sky. the tongue touching the sky, in Greek the palate is called “little sky” (ουρανίσκος)

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    2018/12/15 at 12:56 am
    • Supratik

      From supratik on Humble wish

      The little sky, is it? It’s wonderful, I had no idea at all. Thank you so much.

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      2018/12/15 at 1:24 am
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on Rural Dreams

    oh man this is really strong.

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    2018/12/15 at 12:48 am
    • Alfie_Shoyger

      From Alfie_Shoyger on Rural Dreams

      I don’t know what’s going on in my diseased subconscious…

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      2018/12/15 at 6:20 am
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on Let's Kill Your Sacred Cow

    this is excellent

    loved this
    Let’s have another row

    Let’s kill your sacred cow.

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    2018/12/14 at 9:31 am
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on on Arran with Aoife

    a difficult state of mind after parting – well, yet another sigh from me – strong emotional poems by ukaneers these days.

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    2018/12/12 at 1:57 pm
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on When a tree falls

    sad deep and lovely write. another poem that makes me sigh.

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    2018/12/12 at 1:51 pm
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on A Postcard to a Lover Departed

    very good *says with a sigh*

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    2018/12/12 at 1:47 pm
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on To a Bagel

    i will always read with pleasure this one.

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    2018/12/12 at 1:37 pm
    • Alfie_Shoyger

      From Alfie_Shoyger on To a Bagel

      Do you remember this one from years back?

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      2018/12/12 at 8:27 pm
      • Ifyouplease

        From ifyouplease on To a Bagel

        yes, is it false memory?

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        2018/12/13 at 1:38 pm
        • Alfie_Shoyger

          From Alfie_Shoyger on To a Bagel

          I don’t think so. I remember posting this on the old site. In fact I remember writing it, in 2006, when I lived in Greenwich. Beautiful, innocent times…

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          2018/12/13 at 8:32 pm
          • Ifyouplease

            From ifyouplease on To a Bagel

            so my memory doesn’t fail me. In fact it is still one of the reasons i can be proud.

            the whole poem is delightful my favorite part is

            On the table,

            jam, in haste, begins to spill

            and stick the label.

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            2018/12/14 at 8:35 am
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on Moratorium In Extremis

    are you ok now?
    i think it could be unavoidably interesting.

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    2018/12/11 at 12:42 pm
    • Gothicman

      From Gothicman on Moratorium In Extremis

      Never felt better, thanks for asking IYP. I was way out in the wastelands on Remembrance Sunday when I suffered a heart attack, which bent me over in pain for 10 minutes, but didn’t floor me! I slowly returned to where I had parked the car in a forest clearing, drove home, showered, and took the tram to A & E, where they said the casual manner of my visit was thoroughly irresponsible, especially as the catheter entry sent a fountain of blood up all over the poor young nurse (blood pressure 217/130 due to body’s adrenaline). Direct to angiogram surgery where three stents were put in two of three heart arteries via my wrist, medicated, kept overnight, then underwent ultra-sound of of all heart action, where no permanent damage to muscle or blood flow was found, then discharged home with 5 medicines, 4 temporary, 1 permanent. (had avoided all medicine up till then!). Continued long walks and normal life the next day, and since, with more vigour than ever. It’ll take more than that to fell this old soldier, lol! I have though cut down on salt, and use 0,5 % fat-free milk in my many mugs of slosh, plant-fat only now too otherwise. Haven’t felt so good for a long time, but the writing’s on the wall…..

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      2018/12/13 at 8:05 pm
  • Slovitt

    From slovitt on Nothing but a soppy song III.

    your lines 3-5 are an example of why the image is, can be so potent in poetry. notes to a modern poetry: concrete things, a paucity of exposition. good piece.

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    2018/12/10 at 6:59 pm
  • Supratik

    From supratik on Being Seen

    A wonderful poem written with care and enthusiasm.

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    2018/12/09 at 2:08 am
    • Gothicman

      From Gothicman on Being Seen

      Thank you, Supratik, glad to see you’re still writing some good poetry with your specially chosen subjects and take on things. hope to be more interactive soon!

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      2018/12/13 at 7:35 pm
  • Gomathi

    From Gomathi on Being in touch

    Beautiful thought presented in a soulful verse! Nice lines, especially the last stanza..

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    2018/12/08 at 4:37 pm
    • Supratik

      From supratik on Being in touch

      Thank you Gomathi for stopping by. Thank you also for promoting the poem. I’m glad you liked it.

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      2018/12/08 at 7:41 pm
  • Slovitt

    From slovitt on Nothing but a soppy song II

    you move in time, backwards and forwards, with equal ease. in the continuum, past and present are indistinguishable, and aren´t we lucky.

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    2018/12/07 at 4:58 pm
  • Slovitt

    From slovitt on Nothing but a soppy song II

    interesting assertions held together by your art.

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    2018/12/07 at 4:29 pm
  • Pommer

    From pommer on Piles of trouble

    Well Pronto,
    I haven’t stopped laughing yet,You really excelled yourself this time. I could see the well described scene, which reminded me of a bonfire night years ago.It wasn’t quite as drastic as described by you, but equally comical.Be lucky, Peter.

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    2018/12/07 at 11:46 am
    • Pronto

      From pronto on Piles of trouble

      Thank you Peter, This story was born as a result of my piles itching and me thinking of cures. No, I didn’t try this one.

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      2018/12/07 at 12:07 pm
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on Being Seen

    thought-provoking. a poem to reread……hmm

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    2018/12/07 at 8:13 am
    • Gothicman

      From Gothicman on Being Seen

      Thanks for reading and commenting IYP, ’tis all true, as experienced at the time…

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      2018/12/08 at 11:38 pm
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on Being in touch

    the constancy of such a state of mind is philosophically (perhaps not spiritually) a double-edged sword, I believe it can be a dreamlike goal for the vast majority, like an Escape. if you need it why not. if it helps overcome difficulties…

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    2018/12/07 at 8:08 am
    • Supratik

      From supratik on Being in touch

      It comes from consciousness, from awareness; I have always regarded spirituality as an engaging effort, it comes out of practice. Thank you for reading and promoting. Gratitude.

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      2018/12/07 at 12:58 pm
  • Pommer

    From pommer on hello goodbye

    A well thought out piece.What a sad ending for the lady .I guessed what would happen when she put those pebbles in her bag.A lady weighed down with problems.Thank you for sharing, I enjoyed it.
    Be lucky,Peter.

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    2018/12/05 at 2:15 pm
    • Coolhermit

      From coolhermit on hello goodbye

      The pebbles went in after I finished the poem – wanted to give a hint – maybe she was just a collector 🙂 thanks

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      2018/12/05 at 6:14 pm
  • Supratik

    From supratik on hello goodbye

    Oh my god… nice one!

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    2018/12/05 at 12:25 pm
  • Ifyouplease

    From ifyouplease on hello goodbye

    oh dear……. oh dear.
    loved it.

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    2018/12/03 at 7:36 pm
    • Coolhermit

      From coolhermit on hello goodbye

      The ending took me by surprise – I was trying to capture pure images succinctly – then suddenly the end swam into view 🙂 Thanks

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      2018/12/04 at 11:36 am
      • Ifyouplease

        From ifyouplease on hello goodbye

        it is a very effective poem that strikes a chord
        highly effective especially the get my drift lines
        excellent work. top-notch inspirational write

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        2018/12/05 at 1:02 pm
  • Gomathi

    From Gomathi on The child

    World revolves on the axis of hope. One day the boy may find his dreams. Nicely penned!

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    2018/11/30 at 11:43 pm
    • Supratik

      From supratik on The child

      Thank you for reading and commenting. Much appreciated.

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      2018/12/02 at 10:03 am
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