I'm
losing
control
of
my
strokes
Wishing to touch you with every word
This inflated script
Once handled with care
Now reduced to scratch
I'm
losing
control
of
my
strokes
Wishing to touch you with every word
This inflated script
Once handled with care
Now reduced to scratch
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
Poetry, stories and some random words...
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Gesh this is good 👏👏👏👏
Thanks! Appreciate you, deeply. 🙂
Succinct and so original Ben! Congratulations..it says so much more than it actually says:)
Thanks a lot, Karima! It was fun creating this one. Hope you’re well!
Wow – well done. Very tight and concise and communicates so effectively.
Thank you!!!! Have a great week!
How interested, Benjamin.
Thanks so much for commenting, Chris! All the best!
Hi Benjamin,
Great job! Short and not too sweet 😉
Blessings!
Haha. Thank you, thank you!
Ah beautiful! I see my own passionate, trembling fingers typing, trying to access with words what I couldn’t with my hands. Very impactful. 🙂
Thanks, honestly. Appreciate you, my friend. Hope the world is treating you kindly!
Yes. It is. Thanks. And hope the same for you. 🙂
This is so beautifully done. Moving and masterful poetry 👍🙏👏
Thanks, thanks, thanks! 🙏
This is brilliant, Ben!!
Oh, thanks so much!!!!!!!
🙂
Love the title, the form and the brevity. Nice one, Ben!
Thanks. Appreciate your artistic eye!