Barcelona

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  marguerite_a

  I absolutely love it!

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  chaimae_s

  noice

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    Vixility

    I really want to use the word ‘noice’ in a poem. The ‘coolest’ I’ve ever been using a word like that in a poem is when I ended one with the word ‘dude’ … but still refuse to share it—yet.
    
    Thanks for all your nice comments. more »

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    chaimae_s

    Well, aren't we all wishing to use these odd words in our rhymes? They feel like an accomplishment, don't they?

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  npirandy

  Steve stole my thunder. Sometimes I swear you write about how I would react to a situation. I guess that qualifies as "relatable". At any rate, I enjoyed this and everything else you choose to share. more »

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    Vixility

    Who on Earth could possibly steal your thunder, Randy!?
    
    It’s really nice to come back here to find fellow poets and friends still grinding away and posting polished gems of creativity.
    
    I have a lot of catching up to do! more »

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  Amirhosein_aj

  A very beautiful and impressive work, well done to you

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    Vixility

    Thank you, Amirhosein, for stopping here and checking out this poem.
    
    I just read your poem “Eligibility” and really appreciated your ‘about this poem’ comment. I will say: wolves howling ‘towards the icy mountain’ … wow!
    
    Curious if your poem “The Spice of Love” shares meaning with the one I posted here?
    
    Looking forward to reading more of your works. more »

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  Symmetry60

  This is, to a tee, my story back in 2001 when Annalisa flew to America from Queensland Australia to meet me. We spent a month together falling in love after having communicated for two-years online and by phone. When it was time for her to depart, I drove her to Logan Airport in Boston. It was the hardest goodbye I've ever had to endure. Anna passed away sometime after she'd arrived home. Cancer was the culprit. She wept hardily at the airport as we embraced moments before her boarding. I held it together until she boarded at which point I broke down. I can't believe how closely related this poem is to our experience. What a brilliant depiction of an actual occurrence, albeit unknown to you. Thank you for taking me back to a precious moment in my life, and so exquisitely so. This is why we write and read poetry, John. This, for me personally, is a home run. Just wow! more »

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    Vixility

    Steve, oh man … such a lovely and heartbreaking story. I wonder, have you explored expressing yours and Annalisa’s time together through verse?
    
    Annalisa. Such a beautiful name. I’m deeply sorry to hear about her passing. It sounds like you both really, really loved each other.
    
    I hope, given the ontological and spiritual possibilities we often hear so many people speak about, that the two of you will meet again, somehow. I hope that doesn’t sound too sentimental or romanticized, but I mean it.
    
    And I one hundred percent agree, THIS is why we write poetry. You have reminded me of that quote from “Dead Poets Society”:
    
    “We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.” more »

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    Symmetry60

    You're a rare breed of individual, John. The world has been far too overrun with uncaring individuals who have been undermined by a schematic of derision and divisiveness. This has caused a ubiquitous disunity among the masses. We've been slowly weaning to hate one another through multiple mediums - media, television, music, politics, etc. It has to stop. We have to get back to love, respect, morality, compassion, empathy and so on.
    
    The point being that beyond your clear ability as a writer/poet, you also seem to possess a genuine care and interest for others. That, sadly so, is a fast-dwindling trait far too many of us have succumbed to over the years - self included on occasion.
    
    As per having written about Anna - probably 10 to 20 poems over the years. I have one here on my page. The poem is entitled - A Cancer Story by Steven Dupere
    
    It is here on my page. I can't get the link to work, so, if you wish, feel free to look it up. It will be buried a bit, so you may have to wade through some dust and tumbleweeds.
    
    I hope the foot is doing better along with your recovery. more »

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  philmaund

  Oooh! The "simple" ones can pack the biggest punch! I seriously doubt that there's a single person who can't relate!

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    Vixility

    Phil! Uh, wow … reading over some of your works. I must admit, there are two aspects of poetry that I personally find exceedingly difficult to write—blank verse (not to be confused with free verse) and humor.
    
    I have yet to share any of my attempts with blank verse; but I did share a poem here titled “Ballad of a Buddhist Boy”. This was my attempt at poetic humor and seems not to have faired well.
    
    Your poem! on the other hand, was extremely delightful, humorous and well written. “They Say that I …” had me chuckling all the way through. When I have more time, I intend to explore more of your works.
    
    Thank you, thank you for stopping by. more »

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  susan.brumel

  So good, John. Simple, poignant— I think many people will relate to it. I smiled when I saw it was you. Welcome back :-)

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    Vixility

    Always so nice to hear from you, Sue. Ideas for poems like this one and “On Beauty Untamed” (for example) always appear out of the blue and, though I realize their subjects orbit around elements that appear ‘darker’, I nevertheless find myself compelled to explore them.
    
    I always hear Tyutchev’s admonishment whispering in my ear when I write a poem like the one above:
    
    “With your magical chords / Soften hearts instead of troubling them.”
    
    And then, coupled with Tyutchev’s plea, I read such beautiful and powerful and inspiring poems being penned out of hands like yours and often doubt myself and wonder if I’m doing contemporary poetry justice by posting and sharing sincere compositions like “Barcelona”.
    
    Anyhow, I ramble in this ‘open confession’. I did like exploring this particular poem’s ‘snapshot’ and put all my effort into it.
    
    Kind words like yours and those above—especially words of encouragement—always motivate me to take on whatever poetic topic presents itself to me, so long that it isn’t vile, and that I approach it in authenticity. more »

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