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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA 
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Two years. Two years have passed, two years of dryness. Dryness of throat, dryness of thought. So many nights spent in days past, inspired by the muse of bourbon, encouraged by the delusions, of demonically quenched thirst, Gone now. Thank the Gods. So many nights spent in recent past searching for the inspiration longing for the ease with which I scribed back then. The inspiration of drink no more my muse. The desperation seeps in unknowingly at first. Till one reads the words of friends. Realization of two years gone by and nary a poetic word writ. This tome, the pathetic attempt at art, my first attempt, my first push. Back into the poetic world Hesitant, yet head held high. This is desperation's inspiration, the act of writing, just to write the act of hoping just to hope. To break loose from the bondage of my forced prison of sobriety and refill the ink well, with pigment not mixed with the devilish brew. Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Welcome back to the poetic world. Approach it as slowly or as quickly as you like, but please do keep coming, Sir. You have been missed, and this, for your first push, is stunning.  How grave is my condition, for I cannot find the words to say, I need you so. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
This tome, the pathetic attempt at art, my first attempt, my first push. Back into the poetic world Hesitant, yet head held high. This is desperation's inspiration, the act of writing, just to write the act of hoping just to hope. To break loose from the bondage of my forced prison of sobriety and refill the ink well, with pigment not mixed with the devilish brew. ====================================== This made me smile and want to give you a hug...Your muse is still as sincere and honest as it was in the times I read you before...Welcome back JP ... it is wonderful to see your name here and read this poetic purge of hope. There were times back when you used to post, that your words touched me and your honesty impressed me...and once again your pen speaks volumes of your sincerty to rise above old ghosts and demons and claim back your life and your words. This write is not pathetic ... its pure and your pen is dipped in hope and honest intent. It takes a brave person to write this real and put themselves on display. Those who can become the teachers. Very cool POET SIR...very cool indeed. I wish you all the best in your recovery and reclaiming your muse. take care of you jm how about how good it feels to finally forgive you |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Unlike JM, this brought tears to my eyes. You will never know how often we wondered if you were ok - if you were still writing. Sometimes we don't realize what an impact we have on each other. The honesty in your work is what makes you the writer you are. This poem is gritty and real. Just like you. Like all your work. I enjoy reading it and I'm very glad you're back. |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
JP, Yay! So glad to see this...it was beautiful. Very exciting to see you back at the forums, friend. I'll certainly be looking for more from you. Hope to talk to you soon! "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
OH yes... I'm smiling a GREAT big smile.. JP, this is a wonderfully introspective piece. Guess what - It's every bit as good as what you wrote before you put yourself in that self-imposed prison... Your inspiration is still there - and I'm thankful to see it with you...  |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
I am touched. I may actually have to use a pen and paper and start writing when I am away from the computer. Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Once again your courage inspires me. JP, you have been missed. and this has got me thinking...damn.  |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
well written. it does read a little jumpy, but that's fitting considering the context of the poem. if the true purpose of poetry is to engender understanding, then i think you have achieved that goal. welcome back to yourself and us, Chris [This message has been edited by Christopher (04-14-2002 04:50 PM).] |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
What'cha thinking about Serenity? Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Smiling here JP...maybe I'll write a poem about it...not quite sure if I'm ready to talk about it. Welcome back, JP.  |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
JP I really enjoyed the honest integrity of this poem. I didn't know you well before, but hope to see more of your poetry. I think sometimes a dry spell is just the quiet before the storm, in writing as well as weather. |
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