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"Kenyon Road" and other poems by Sunstone

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
I have placed seven additional poems in my profile album for anyone who is interested. Here are the titles:

The Puzzled Flowers of Monument Creek -- A not very grim look at how circumstances can influence what we accomplish in life.

Painted Horses Wet With Rain -- A portrait poem of my classes' genius in second through sixth grade.

Kenyon Road -- What does it mean to be out of place in life?

I Remember -- Remembering a love and a lover.

Red -- A poem about a shade of red.

No One Shall Build Tall Things -- An acknowledgment of a certain side of society.

A Poem is a Little Death Laid Aside -- One way to look at the relationship between poetry, language, and experience.

A thread on the first 14 poems in the album can be found here.
 
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Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
I certainly hope no one objects to the unprotected sex in "I Remember". I realize people should wear gloves when holding hands, but we were young, and we didn't.
 
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Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
I'm pretty sure The Puzzled Flowers of Monument Creek contains nudity. It's just covered up.
 
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ranjana

Active Member
Advertising works!!!!

i love your poetry because it is so gentle and yet it feels like quietly the bottom just drops away and im left in a huge resounding space. That's exactly where i'd like to be! I am used to poetry grating on my nerves like an over-enthusiastic trumpeter who plays out his emotions in too small of a room!
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
i love your poetry because it is so gentle and yet it feels like quietly the bottom just drops away and im left in a huge resounding space.

Thank you so much for your warm words. And thank you also for taking the time to put your thoughts and feelings into such beautiful imagery.

That's exactly where i'd like to be! I am used to poetry grating on my nerves like an over-enthusiastic trumpeter who plays out his emotions in too small of a room!

What were those lines of Shakespeare? I think they went:

"A poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage
Full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

Have you found one or two favorite poems from the ones I've selected, Ranjana?
 

ranjana

Active Member
and the award goes to.....

Kenyon Road and Painted Horses Wet with Rain!!!!!!!

:clap:clap:clap
 

methylatedghosts

Can't brain. Has dumb.
I really must start reading these...

I am yet to start on your the ones on your other thread, but I'll get to it sooner or later, I'm sure. :D
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
I really must start reading these...

I am yet to start on your the ones on your other thread, but I'll get to it sooner or later, I'm sure. :D

Please let me know what you think of them when you do, Luke! I'm very interested in your thoughts and feelings on them.
 
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zenzero

Its only a Label
Friend Sunstone,
Well another shade of the sunstone.
Though am illiterate to understand poetry except the last one:A Poem is a Little Death Laid Aside.

But my friend there is no death even the stone is alive like a sunstone with many shades.
There are few poets hereon RF, so you could start a section on poetry, possibly?

Love & rgds
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
...my friend there is no death even the stone is alive like a sunstone with many shades.

Thank you, Zenzero! That seems true enough for one way of looking at death. Though I suspect the poem is not talking so much about that kind of death as it is about the kind of death that occurs when we try to translate an experience into words in order to retain it or preserve it. Does that make any sense?
 

zenzero

Its only a Label
Friend Sunstone,

Yes, do understand that words are both dead and alive.
Look at all the holy books they are jewels in stones.
Those who have that understanding they can value and treasure them, for others they are dead to sell to second hand book stores.
Words too are energy which has ripples as you can see how you poems are making waves HERE-NOW.
Love & rgds
 

sandandfoam

Veteran Member
If you ever bring out a hard-copy I'll buy one.
Patrick Kavanagh said - "I dabbled in verse and it became my life." - This poetry is really good. It seems like much more than a hobby?
 

Sunstone

De Diablo Del Fora
Premium Member
If you ever bring out a hard-copy I'll buy one.
Patrick Kavanagh said - "I dabbled in verse and it became my life." - This poetry is really good. It seems like much more than a hobby?

I think it's still pretty much in the hobby stage with me. At this point, I'm just dabbling.

Thank you so much for your encouragement, Stephen. It means a lot to me coming from you.
 
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