... am finding a few old socks of poems stuffed into the corners of my Spanish suitcase... :)) K xx
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“Your question undoes me to myself,
offers what I want to have you want me to.”
John Stammers: “Why”
I am holding things together -- just
-- but touch me there with those thoughts
or just that question, and my buttons will pop.
I’ll be undone, will fall apart and be completely
hung out to dry.
Where “there” is, or what “those” are,
I’ve not a clue --until,
like massage of sore shoulders,
I know it when your deft words
are fingers that hit
Where “there” is, or what “those” are,
I’ve not a clue --until,
like massage of sore shoulders,
I know it when your deft words
are fingers that hit
The Spot.
Dear Sister angel....this is another gem from you....you have presented this wonderful write very well...unique but warm style...clap clap clap....love n luck....BHUWAN!!!!
your senses are so keen, razor sharp, this has a midas touch
as do most of your pieces. I'm gonna see if I can find some
of your socks, dirty and smelly won't stop me;-)...
oh sweet Kate you always seem to write what's on my mind and tonight is no exception, isn't it funny how words like the right touch in the right place at the right time can be as magic as an orgasm. Great wrrite sweet Kate.
Felix
Reviewed by Biri Amante (Reader)
Reviewed on August 8, 2005
I am so glad I discover you, Kate. What a brilliant poem!
You found it--X marks the spot! Your poetry massages my brain and makes me think--thanks for the thought provoking imagery and verse! And trust me, me brain can use the exercise. :)
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
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I’ve not a clue --until,
like massage of sore shoulders,
I know it when your deft words
are fingers that hit
The Spot.
Dear Sister angel....this is another gem from you....you have presented this wonderful write very well...unique but warm style...clap clap clap....love n luck....BHUWAN!!!!
Love & Light,
Joseph
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
This is rather like a surgeons scalpel deft incision.
knows how we tick and makes us comfortable. A spot of TLC.
k
God bless, Kate!
Sandie.
as do most of your pieces. I'm gonna see if I can find some
of your socks, dirty and smelly won't stop me;-)...
Love,
Eileen
Felix
You found it--X marks the spot! Your poetry massages my brain and makes me think--thanks for the thought provoking imagery and verse! And trust me, me brain can use the exercise. :)
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)