Notice of absence from arqios
π ππ»ποΈ
π ππ»ποΈ
non-existent metaphors glide past
this momentarily lucid blindspot
where Snuffalopagus intimates
a sauntering, “Hiyah, Bird!”
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Author:
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- Published: February 23rd, 2025 02:18
- Comment from author about the poem: On the possibility that this may be part of someoneβs backstory or past environs ππ»ποΈ
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- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Tristan Robert Lange, Cheeky Missy
Comments7
Good write Bird, erm, A. lol.
Oh O, whereβd the Olives π« go?! πππ»
They all gone, the olives? I think I know how to get there - take the No.7 bus. lol.
That must be a primary route! Most bus numbers are 3 or 4 digits long, some with letters added in as wellβ¦. ππ»π
Ah the trap was set and I fell right in. A most joyful trap, that of childhood where lucidity is blind yet sees with great acuity, where there are no metaphors they are all reality. Ah to have that innocence again. A fave
It was really touch and go, dear Sorenβ¦ the counterpoint presented itself almost randomly whilst thinking of how the imaginary friend was invisible all those seasons except for a few glimpses in the audienceβs βconfidence.β Thank you for validating that choice. ππ»π
I have enjoyed the read but i have to be honest this has beaten me.
Then I have failed you it seems. I apologise friend. ππ»π
No it is me, I will work on it
Looking forward to how it reveals itself in your view of the world ππ»π
The best i can up with is the innocence of childhood and they just see things are they are, and that is there reality
Oh yes, right on track! And sometimes the childβs eyes see reality even if their understanding isnβt quite developed yet. ππ»π
It seems that this is beginning to reveal itself as a niche composition.
Man, I am still wishing I could find and never leave Sesame Place! Loved this my friend! πΉπ
I know what you mean!!! ππ»π
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How wonderful is that .. You just took me back yonks .. such wonderful times and associated memories came flooding back at the mere thought of Snuffalopagus .. My first ever dog was also named after the old fella 'Snuff' ...... Neville
Was Snuff brown as well? Good times, good memories ππ»π
Yes, she was π
Nice! And fluffy too I am sensing π
Good ole Mister Rogers, dear, curious Sesame Street, Ernie and Bert, Big Bird and Little Bird, the Count, Cookie monster and all his friends, Oscar the Grouch in his garbage can home, I still remember the stories from the 20 book series we read and reread a thousand times back in the day. How you adroitly dredge all up in a heartbeat. La. Rendered to effect in brevity with excellent imagery, thank you for sharing.
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