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Preeti Sinha

Thu 14th Jan 2016 18:03

Thank you so much for reading and your lovely comments !

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Nigel Astell

Sun 10th Jan 2016 21:16

Thanks Patrick just read The Smile that's what it did to my face.

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Robert Mann

Sun 10th Jan 2016 11:12

Thanks for the comment on 'Who Are You' Patrick. Glad you liked it.

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raypool

Fri 8th Jan 2016 12:05

Thanks for appreciating The Death of Sweets, Patrick. Just a minor rant but I avoid those artificial tastes that are concocted in some tainted laboratory !!

Ray

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David Cooke

Thu 7th Jan 2016 16:55

Hi Patrick Thanks for comment on Osmium.

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Vicki Ayers

Thu 7th Jan 2016 02:29

Thank you for reading me Patrick & for your kind comments! It was truly a strange encounter!

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Patrick Rushe

Mon 4th Jan 2016 11:53

The above poem is not meant to be a comment, just a poem that I have put in the wrong place...

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Patrick Rushe

Mon 4th Jan 2016 11:33

The Smile

Skeleton praise
For who I am
And what the pen will say.
I belong;
And belong in a different way.
Inherent,
From the outset,
Curling cold
From tongues that split
In shades
Of blue and ice to form
On lips whose root
Is from the scarred mind.
Oblivious to truth
And scattered liberalism
Flawed,
For freedom is in the freed mind
And not,
The acting out
Of freedom
But,
The journey
From the darkness
Through to Light.
Bitterness,
It seems,
Still reigns in liberated hearts
And packs a punch
In the smile that,
Behind,
Is filled with it.
Freedom,
Real freedom,
Is from the self
And in not the embrace
Of blindness…

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