Open Poetry #44 |
The TV Set |
gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
Dang, Silas, this isn’t my set; it’s yours, but I’m here, watching, looking at a movie, munching, drinking, wondering, and all the while, you’re lying in the grave. I wonder if it’ll be working after I’m gone. I hope so, Bro, I hope so. Bye, big man; see you later. |
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gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
Silas Stepp, Little all American basketball player, University of Nevada at Las Vegas (UNLV). Little? It's just a designation, of course. He was 6'9" and his heart was bigger than his tallness. art |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Arthur Chapman jr., Poet, you have written a piece with great impact, I would say. I wonder about this too sometimes. Now they even make advertising with actors who have moved on long ago. Miracle of technological evolution. This is fantastic! Love, Margherita |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Art, I like this poem. It's got heart. Bobby |
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gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
Thank you, dearest Margherita, your loving kindness is a beacon in the night along dark and uncertain shores. It is a gift, heaven sent. art |
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gilead Senior Member
since 2008-03-10
Posts 1067nevada, USA |
And thank you, Bobby. You have a big heart as well, and it is expressed in the poems you write. Your friend, art |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
A sad poem that touches the heart strings Art. I have two grandsons that are champion Basket Ballers, one is six foot seven, the other six two. It's a great sport for young people. Take care my friend. Lindsay |
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tao power Member
since 2009-02-24
Posts 109 |
I liked this poem better when I didn't know who Silas was. I like to read it as a person feeling guilty for going on with the daily humdrum of life after the death of a friend. It's an emotion I can more closely relate to. i like how this poem isnt bogged down in pseudo-poetics and stunted by overwrought rhymes. it's all heart. it's a very good poem. |
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