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Rated: 18+ · Book · Spiritual · #1149750
A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery.
...white-hot coruscating genius that more than once dipped its proverbial toes in the obscure.
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T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚            


You get hungry as a seldom published author/poet/lyricist, so quit pedaling words and just enjoy the writing process. The bullshit ‘process’ of submitting is submission.



I hear what you’re saying, and…SMH
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My *Basketball* goes through —   R S = 2 G M c 2

*StarfishY* ~~~*Fishing*~~~*FishB*~~~*Beach*~~~*Swimming*~~~*Sailing*~~~*TrophyG* *Stop* *Fork* ————————- .

How I see myself create…in the zone
Curry Flurry:

Writing

The beautiful mess made:
I had a lover's quarrel with the world - Robert Frost

         |
I'm sorry you got caught in the middle. - me

Neurodivergent poet

 
"Note: Poetry: life’s little interruptions amassing int..."
 

Best Poetry Collection Been more than I could imagine or expect here.
Why Mail It In? In Latin

Pluggers:
You are an icon here.*BigSmile*
You suffer, but you suffer brilliantly. Wow, what a great writer.*Heart*


And other people’s (reviewers) words…Review of "The Absence of Wavelength"
Your poetic muse is on fire! *Fire* Some great emotion, well-balance(d), lovely lyrical qualities -- even the ones that were written out of sadness or anger came through in a clever cadence…It's obvious you've put a lot of work into each entry and the totality of the blog has eye appeal. *Cool*

 
Published four times with one a literary journal, including… *PointRight*   "The Tender Core (Sedona)
I don’t submit—too much work with ADHD, OCD, low vision in condensate in mental prison of failing memory. I’ve seen a lot of smoldering and snow. Cynicism bred, work hard at openness and consideration.

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Brian,

Congratulations! You won 1st Place in Taboo Words with your fantastic poem, [Link to Book Entry #1027659]. 

I absolutely loved this! *^*Heart*^*

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18+ Comment: Love my process constructing and sharing visions in words collected (fuck limitations).

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All that remains: in afterlife as 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know. 20k views
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No specific aim going forward (2014)

 
What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.' Now I say: *Cool* *FacePalm* Now: I was such a whore.
 



             



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Who am I, you ask? My mirror knows that question, repeated daily.

Just trying to create a little buzz, not boost my ego
#amwriting #poetry #blog #contest #freeverse #award #bestpoetry #lyrics #music #video #YouTube #awardwinning

Can you believe it took this long for someone to put a quarter in me and push the button GET ANGRY?
 

Mud 4 My Eye: Is that you, Poo? 💩 Secret Back Door

The Best Poetry Collection on Writing.Com

Sig for nominees
February 24, 2023 at 8:18pm
February 24, 2023 at 8:18pm
#1045470
Guess I should seek publication more often…

Congratulations

Dear Brian,

Your poem, “Potatoes,” has been accepted to appear in the 2024 Wisconsin Poets’ Calendar. We will ask you to proofread your poem and short biography as part of the publication process. On behalf of the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets, we thank you for helping to keep this literary tradition alive in our state. May you enjoy continued success in your writing.

2024 Calendar Editors,

Nancy Austin and Kathleen Serley

This makes 4 of my last six submissions. *Cool*
Already exclusive to privileged WDC members:
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February 24, 2023 at 11:03am
February 24, 2023 at 11:03am
#1045455
We can blame writers for clichés.
So good, their devised words, idioms, now over-employed.

Reason poets struggle to come original,
wanting to borrow now tired phrases.
Forced to reimagine what’s already been said?
upgrade Frost, Cummings, Angelou
and Dickinson? What to choose when lost,
holding a heart inside a cage
housing a feathered thing, because

everything possible has been written,
and we must reach, perfect, without infringement
of truest expression. Think harder, brighter,
be well-read, rested when tested
by loathsome environments — mono-syllabic,
over-repeated pop melodies — sugary, sentimental,
compartmentalist thought/walled off by PC/
inside a PC/coded/as we are recoded, deforming dystopian
by cloaked nazism (uninformed ignorance programmed).

Damn unincentivized public education, selling us short,
humbled to comprehend, come up with a better expression.

What about Sam and Diane?
Will we infinitely Fast and Furious?
How many trilogies trilogy in vacuous space
to finally displease audiences pursuing our green?
locked in anticipation of another season, salivating
veal Mandalorian, prohibitively ponder and idle on idols,
kick out any overused expression, scrutinize our own pale brain-text,
fruit of cognitive labor is not worthy of 99 cents? a like??

Why self-abuse when none near, let alone
hear these atypical meanderings dreaming caught
in a medium fence. Out of my garden, inspiration glows.
Outside my garden, no neighbors lean on poor protector,
unfurled chicken wire, curled, galvanized collapse
of mother clicks from emotional tic, tic, ticks.
The rabbits can have all they can eat.

I stand by clutched hoe. What a whore for a dollar more.
Words bare flesh in my flesh. I rhymed. So, this must be the end.


2.24.23

Is it now? Is it now?
How about now? Now, right?
Diane Long nearly killed herself…for her craft?
What helps me be so persistently strong?
I could have ended on that suicidal thought. And,
Why?

Sometimes, no font choice at all. Life is gruesome, gritty, haste. Mixed in this garbage disposal mind-gut, enough toothy blades to devour and complain, spit out a beautiful mess, hawked up.

Thanks Elle - on hiatus *HeartB*, Warped Sanity *HeartBl* for encouragement, keeping it real. *Heart* You inspire. I hope I, too. *HeartBroken* or not??


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