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If poetry is the bread, what is the butter?
It gets succinct after that, that first reading
and you're left with an unconscious reflex.
(You want, you ache begrudgingly but never trivially.)
She feeds you lines as if she were your slave
but she's a headhunter eating your
brains for breakfast and your soul for dinner.
He's the master of disguise and you are devoted
with purpose--to love his real face.

Butter. I think I was wondering about butter on
a poem. A poet is a stalker and will follow you
with their own religion. You become strangely
addicted. You have found yourself walking near
a forest, immersed in its pine-needle breath.
Beyond the tree-line is a field alive with the hot
buttered sun. You see a placid lake where the
yellow lotus blossom grows and you wonder
how you got here, but you don't really care,
do you?

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Comments

(loved marlon brando in that paris movie with that beautiful women)
its all about dancing
poetry
writing
are we chained to it
the golden links the curse
or habit
like a tango
fevered and rushed
tempo and reason

and now all I can think of is hot
buttered sun
such is the power
of the writer
and the word

Thank You!!

i totally love this!!! there's nothing else to say.
always,
mag

Thanks for reading, Esker, mags and Lonnie. I very much appreciate what you see and feel.

~A

author comment

You are a great poet WE all know

we learn a lot from you
and
your VOCIFEROUES independence
but can you tell me why
Jess just hates most,
including me of course
should we leave Neopoet en-masse?
just to please him
I have seen many lady poets vanish
and leave one to ravish
is it just /
may I ask?
or
what is your message?
to ordinary folks like us

loved

Jeeze, Loved. I don't think Jess hates anyone much less you. However, as I have said often enough: we all tend to get and be annoyed with one another now and then, isn't that to be expected, even amoung *friends*?

Learning is a life-long process. One learns from one's *perceived* enemies, also....perhaps more so.....if nothing else, how to balance oneself in one's internal dialogue. After all, it's what we tell ourselves over and over again that becomes an irrevocable truth that never sees the light of day until we open ourselves to the possibility that we can be wrong.

Thanks for reading Loved. Hope I answered your question.

~A

author comment

You are my encyclopedia
You always answer
We learn more from enemies
than friends,
As friends play safe
not to annoy,
enemies play to destroy,
so one has to guard well.
Thanks

loved

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