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Happy ending

That’s what YOU call a happy ending: you plundered our joint bank account, maxed out our credit cards and ran off with the Austrian masseur who looks like Arnold reborn and is twenty-eight years younger than you. While I’m home … Continue reading

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At a Roman bar, Tuesday morning

Hair washed and combed today, new shirt and pants, first time since Anna left. But still that downcast hostile glare at the world, caffè corretto and not a word except for ciao grazie. – James Steerforth (© 2014) 33 words … Continue reading

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Fair Emily speaks her mind

Oh Emily, I’d love to be Down by the sea with you Having tea with you – John Cale, Emily “I must admit I am a little confused, Edward.” “Confused?” “Yes. In your previous correspondence you called me your earthy … Continue reading

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The phantom of love

I cling to that soft murmur, the murmur in my heart, reverberation of your words I cling to your decision taken I cling to your words They say what’s in your heart That’s what you say I cling to that … Continue reading

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The rope torn

The rope has been torn; a knot Can tie it again, but It’s been torn. Perhaps we’ll meet again, but You won’t find me In the place where we parted ways. – Bertolt Brecht (1898-1956) English translation by Johannes Beilharz … Continue reading

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The picture of my heart

This heart often beats for the world it is in love with … Continue reading

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This place

I don’t want to own anything until I know I’ve found the place where me and things belong together. (Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s) This place that I’d be looking for – now that I’ve come into some money, enough, … Continue reading

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Far-away love on the beach

Inspire Me Thursday‘s invitation for “beach” contributions reminded me of a song by John Cale. I tried to find it on Youtube, but it’s not there. So the lyrics will have to do, which is a shame … it’s a … Continue reading

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No continuation

Once again for her Our encounters are all chance, without renewal. There’s static until the off-chance occasions when we happen to hit the same wavelength. We stay on it for a designated time, set by a car distance covered or … Continue reading

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When we are most near

– James Steerforth A poem pretty much in the vein of Gertrude Stein written using Shuffle Words. As proposed by read write prompt #33.

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His own heart surgeon

Maybe he should not have done it – torn the tenderness, the love for her out of his heart. It had been a brutal operation: lie down, make incision, cut, remove, close with suture, get up. No anesthetic. Would the … Continue reading

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What’s it like on Love Street?

She lives on Love Street Lingers long on Love Street She has a house and garden I would like to see what happens She has robes and She has monkeys Lazy diamond-studded flunkies She has wisdom and Knows what to … Continue reading

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