19-02-2024 11:10 PM
19-02-2024 11:10 PM
OH ... I saw the Frankenstein in bold. But I saw another layer. Someone on Sane, way back told me its stream of conscious writing. You do it well . I think poetry is like movies. One may be disturbed, shocked, by what they see. . the good ones stain me . I can look at a painting. be mesmerized by it, fall in love with it while having no clue what its about. Always thought of Sane as an anonymous confessional. And now in this 4 dimensional room. . I recon we're actually having fun.
doing it.. Thankyou for your words @Acanthiza . . I'll be down in the wine cellar, . . . dusting
@Jynx finds out I'm renovating her hotel, I'll be in be in strife . . . 😊 tonys..
20-02-2024 03:23 PM
20-02-2024 03:23 PM
Hehe @tonys renovate away! Creative spaces can be whatever we want them to be!
Also fun fact, I'm nonbinary! My pronouns are they/them. No stress though, no guilt in not knowing.
Also, your post reminded me of a quote I like that maybe you will too: "Good art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable." I don't think it ought to apply to all art, cos art is how we express the truth in our souls, and that is something as varied as all the wondrous oddities in our strange universe. But also, nothing wrong with being a little disturbed from our comfort zones from time to time!!
I haven't written much poetry of late, I haven't had time. But I know I should make time. So hopefully can contribute more soon.
Big love 💜
20-02-2024 04:14 PM
20-02-2024 04:14 PM
Your going to have to give old tonys a bit of latitude here @Jynx .. I'll have to ask my little helper when she come's Thursday to Educate me about the non binary solar system and planets within. I never went to school and only learnt to read in the greying years of my life. But she'll straighten me out.
Having said that, further simple explanations, welcome mats fluffy n dry. She has transitioned and is giving insight to a man who spent most of his life in the mountains picking fruit. We're becoming fast friends. The daughter I always wanted. . .
As you can tell
I love your Hotel
two turtles in paisley non binary shell
said one to the other, lets cast a spell
We willingly dance to your dreams . . . Can you tell . . .
Sorry bit of fun... They just slip out. and thankyou for letting us play,
no matter the cut of our cloth. tonys..
20-02-2024 04:46 PM
20-02-2024 04:46 PM
Aww @tonys what a sweetheart, I'm glad you've got such a precious person in your life!
As the magic is cast
Two turtles at last
May dance 'neath moonlit sky.
Hotel lights aglow
Sweet music doth flow
Twin shells find friendship is nigh.
Let us always partake in hearty play!
😊💜
20-02-2024 05:43 PM
20-02-2024 05:43 PM
Amen .. Brothers / Sisters. . . . Bristers .. 😊 tns..
21-02-2024 08:53 PM
21-02-2024 08:53 PM
@tonys your poem is great tony.. I should say this.. You have lovely words which can bring a smile to a face.
22-02-2024 12:32 AM
22-02-2024 12:32 AM
Thankyou so much for that @Tilz If the images moved inside you, then it is worth all the effort. Your kindness motivates me back to the word smiths forge. Kind thought to you Tilz.. tonys
22-02-2024 12:40 AM
22-02-2024 12:40 AM
The waves are crashing down through the sands the sands moving always changing ever constantly the same the lights in the distance pushing the reflection the sun allowing the moon to breathe as the seconds find the hour time is lifeless the axis of time never pending the waves are crashing down
22-02-2024 12:46 AM
22-02-2024 12:46 AM
22-02-2024 10:47 AM
22-02-2024 10:47 AM
Last year I did some hard time in one of those hospital wards that tends to keep its prisoners. . .
Never realized just how much regret some folks harbour and how easy the big bad boys
are reduced to a tear on the doorstep of fear..
For my very brave friend @Glisten . Today I celebrate her.
Last no Regret. . cigarette.
Long candy Chevy's
Boulevards of curved mirrors.
Teak leather 'n chrome
and all it delivers
The man behind shades
breaths Cuban cigars
Bodies of the Judas
In the boots of his cars. .
Snarls you an eyebrow
The maidens cold shivers.
Nicotine tongues
over lips of chopped livers .
Mercy a myth
in cruel crocodile boots.
They're already dead
before the man shoots.
Dew breasted barmaid
two buttons unstrung.
From heaving desires
'neath an Alamo sun
She loves him she loathes him
night sweats in a trance.
Craven eyed fires
in a ripped dress romance..
Castanets clicking
Flamingo love dance.
The courtship of devils
throw whole worlds to chance.
The dance fever sails them
clear off the charts.
Brings forth the centaurs
in wild lovers hearts.
Thrashing dark dance floors
to passive submission
Cuckolds life fortunes
in her dungeons admissions.
From stallions to ponies,
Kings shown up for phoneys.
Her trophy rooms welcome additions..
Waking to sighs
Moist pillows of warm thighs
To late for desire when your dead.
All those spent charms
Feeding chemical arms
On beds
of love letters unread..
@Jynx @supermodel @Tilz @Acanthiza @StuF @Historylover @EternalFlower @Meowmy
@Spirit_Healer @MermaidHair @TideisTurning @Snowie @Jacques @creative_writer
@Appleblossom @StuF @TAB @Oaktree @Emelia8 @Former-Member @greenpea @saturnzoon
@Staffy_Mum and @Thyme and everyone who comes here for escape..
Hope there's a smile n laugh in your day Now... thanks for enduring tonys..
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