Flowing world’s
hidden
within a quiet night..
Silently
in a storefront window
looking out!
She’s people watching
a naked mannequin
Howling gale of beauty
no modesty
goddess of love
an angelick sight..
Watching within
her glass eye
as society
throughout humanity
do ambling saunter
slowly
strolls on by…
Quiet an still throughout
fast moving, slow
turning world..
As she drifts
back into her standing
dream..
Personally i have no idea,
what inspired me
in this piece of written work..
Here one of my favourite Musicians
Autotune Baby, Madonna..
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The thought behind the poem is really nice. Even I was thinking about writing on a mannequin, it’s such a storehouse of emotions. Great blog.
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Thank you!
This old friend,
https://sqwabb.wordpress.com/
Mr. Woodvine,
One day said, “why don’t you start a blog”, an i said, “what’s a blog?”
Mr. Woodvine, thought it was a joke, believing i won’t last a year..
Well several years an many blogs, i’m still here!
Honestly true story…
Mr. Woodvine an i don’t talk any more, he won’t even answer my e-mails..
chris
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😄😄 blogging brings the best out of us; no matter what we were before, it transforms us into something so new that “lasting” changes in “enjoyment”. It’s not something that binds us but something that we hold onto forever. 😊
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Yeah, it seems like a whole new world, within our real world..
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True 😊
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Distance doesn’t mean a thing, sex does either…
Funny not many men are equal to women, however blogging helps men learn, as some dropping their manly masks…
i believe blogging works it’s magick within those male bloggers..
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Yeah, maybe. I have seen how art can make men vulnerable to their own needs. But they are more understanding than others I have experienced. And that’s how I believe blogging also helps in discovering the depths of our soul helping to wear off that manly mask.
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Yeah, what really is sad, is when a women is not aware of her womanly powers!
You know that i’m a male, over i’m a child, trapped in a man’s body with magick on my side..
i see myself as very equal…
Maybe different, less material things, now more of the understand is only material, ifinn it’s a need i always get it back!
Now for wants, well different story…
Damn i hate that…
chris
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Well, yeah maybe. We all are diff people with diff perspective trapped in bodies. It’s how we each use our magic and discover whosoever we might wanna be irrespective of being a male or a female. I’m a girl and I do understand that from my pint of view.
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See, prophecy come true!
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Mr. Woodvine also writes for the Georgia Straight, in Vancouver BC Canada…
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I’m sorry but I’m not familiar with that.
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https://sqwabb.wordpress.com/
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Thanks, I’ll check out.
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You, know i keep directing people towards his blog, yet he still won’t write me into his street people section…
Possibly a little pissed at how easy i grow my count..
From zero, each time too!
(Damm i love using the double “OOs”!)
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You can never understand people unless they allow themselves to be discovered. Maybe, you just focus on your stuff and let him get on with life.
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Do you really think he affects my life,
you couldn’t more farther from the truth,
i don’t care if he lives or dies…
It is i renting space in his head, not him renting space in my head..
you asked a question i answered!
i don’t mind stop following…
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Ok then chill. I don’t mean anything out to this.
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Such a simplistic concept but such a moving poem.
Great work!
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i really never looked at it like that, however great..
Thanks for the open honesty it so refreshing..
chris
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🙂
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