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towering ghost gums…that is awesome
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Thank you – a life spent in the Australian bush ๐
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You are welcome…a great place to breed creativity I see ๐
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Beautiful, Ryan! I hope you’re okay, though, when you write things this raw ๐
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Thanks, Kelly. You are lovely to care, but have no fear – my world is bright (other than a profound sense of loss at David Bowie’s passing).
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That’s good to know! Sometimes we are in what we write and sometimes we are not – I know all about that!
Yes, still can’t believe Bowie is gone. But as long as we have his music, he lives on.:)
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I think there are always degrees of us in everything we write – the introspective nature of the writer, I guess. But, yes – I totally get what you’re saying (and appreciate the friendly concern that motivated the thought). A lot of my more recent writing comes from sitting in a good place looking back through a window to dissect emotions/experiences/etc that I covered up and moved past without every really examining too closely at the time.
He will live forever ๐
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Probably a measure of catharsis there for you, then, which is great. And stated like the eloquent writer you are!
I am in a blizzard right now, by the way, and under a blanket listening to Bowie as I type this! ๐
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Haha – a world away I’m under the Aircon in 41 degree heat (105.8 F) doing exactly the same thing. Ziggy Stardust at ludicrous volume ๐
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LOL! Well we have the music in common! That’s really hot weather! Wow! Is that normal or an extreme right now?
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Normal for summer. It’s at the hotter end of the scale but we usually get a few weeks like this. Perfect for lazing around without feeling guilty ๐
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I guess so – not much else you can do! So strange to think of that right now when it’s 9 degrees here and snowing, but that is really hot, so I wouldn’t like that either! So I guess we break even on all accounts! Have a great day, Ryan ๐
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I have seen this motif of the gum-tree/bush in your poem, is it Eucalyptus?
Questions aside, I love your comparison of a relationship to a tall tree eaten away day by day, with gnawed sinews and all the way to the bones and beyond until there is no more.. until there is just dust and a faint memory of the beauty it showed when at its best.
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Yes, Eucalyptus – I’m surrounded by them and they feature often. A beautiful tree.
I love how you always get me, Dajena. I look forward to reading your feedback and am constantly amazed by the depths you see. Thank you so much, it means the world ๐
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One day, when I visit Australia I might get to peek at them. I look forward to reading your poems every day with lots of pleasure.
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I’ll give you a guided tour ๐
Thank you, Dajena – I feel exactly the same way.
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YAY!!!! and glad to hear that you feel the same way about your poetry ;D
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You’re on fire this morning – had a dose of funny skittles?
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hahaha, I usually am hot ๐ skittles or not (although my humor does drive people away at times.. )
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Your humor can drive? Very clever.
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hahaha, who’s on fire now??
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Ryan,
Let me say I’ve come back here several times re-reading this piece…and I’m ashamed to say….. I haven’t mastered it yet. I’ve always been spot on with your writings. Words do a funny thing to me…. I analyze them until they make sense. I still haven’t figured out…. Would you give a hint? I understand if you prefer not ๐
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Hi, Carisa. No need to be ashamed, it’s only a poem and my fault as a writer rather than yours as a reader.
I was aiming for a juxtaposition between the inner decay of a tree and that of a relationship – how both can seem so strong to the outside observer while they secretly rot at the core. The first time anyone realizes is when they topple…
Hope that makes sense and also that things are brighter in your world today ๐
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Ryan… Let me first say this… Reading your first 2 sentences made me teary eyed. My heart is sensitive because I received good news today. I’ve been in another world today. But it’s a good thing.
Please don’t ever think it’s you the writer who is at fault… Ryan, if I may speak freely…. I’ve been on WP for 6 months, but that’s enough time to meet tons of people. I’ve met every single type there is. I’m naive so I have to be careful.
I want to trust everyone but everyone isn’t trust worthy…. But, Ryan, you are one of the most genuine and sincere people I’ve ever met here. You’ve always been respectful and kind to everyone. I know you have 2 boys and I’ve often thought how they must be just like you. You’re a good person. I wish more people were like you… Sorry for that outburst… I can’t promise I’ll never don’t again… But not one real soon..nothing is ever your fault… Repeat that 7 times ๐
Now that you explain it that way I do understand it. I know the issue falls with me. I’ve had so much on my mind. But I knew if I just focused I’d get it. Thank you helping me. โค
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Thank you for your lovely thoughts, Carisa. I’m humbled. I’m so happy to hear your news was good ๐
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My god someone changed my gravatar again!!! Swear it’s going down
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Ok… That wasn’t to you, Ryan… I noticed it and realized it. Yes, I’m a dork… Im killing me a couple of buddies!!
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Lol. Good luck with that ๐
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Haha.. I’ve got 3 HS buddies who can figure out my passwords… They know me do well. They put up a picture of that woman who was with Drew Carry. Mimi.. She’s a lovely lady but I didn’t realize for 4 days. My husband is a Physician and tells me they always are going to the ER like they had a chainsaw accident. Or something…. My husband always tells me they speak volumes about me… Pshhhh
Guess I’m a dork! ;). Thanks for spending so much time with me.
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It always a pleasure and full of laughter ๐
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