threads continue on
The room carries a few movements
at the same time, none asking to be first.
A single remark ends up doing the work
of the whole conversation without meaning to.
Two angles sit beside each other,
neither folding into the other,
both steady in their own way.
One line settles the room, not by force,
just by being the place everyone returns to.
A reply moves slightly off to the side,
keeping its own path
while the thread continues on.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We’ve been online for almost 3 decades and it still baffles…
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Everything has its own place and contribution but in a larger picture it seems a whole. A most cubist style that makes me think of a poetic Picasso
Glad to tip the hat to Picasso every now and again. Thanks, Soren 🙏🕊️
You are most welcome Cryptic
good write my friend
Thanks, Norman 🙏🕊️
most welcome
Nicely written.
Thanks, Friendship 🙏🏻🕊️
I lost the thread of anything cryptic as soon as I started! lol.
They thread it along and eventually leaves you in stitches 🧵 🪡🕊️🙏🏻🙃
Rik, this moves through that quiet choreography of conversation…lines holding their own space while still belonging to something larger. And that note about nearly three decades online...yeah, mind baffling it is, right? Great write. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
It’s almost like living in another planet🙏🏻🕊️
Excellent. Loved it. Enjoyed the first two lines.
Many thanks, Katie B🙏🏻🕊️
I've been Online for only 8 Years. Got to the Party late.
The pick-up is quite quick online, by force or compliance. 🕊️🙏
All yer gotta do is a 'good write' or 'nicely written' and you are covered - evidence that you did actually click on the page..........
Ah, in other site there are like buttons as well. It’s probably more a ping than an actual read. Scrolling is the mode of the day, it seems 🙏🏻🕊️
'mode of the day'? Wot about engagement and communication ?
I know, it feels like scrolling and spouting content is what's exchanging these days. That feels shallow and detached.
Those lines of life can go in differing ways Rik but they always bring us to this place we are in at the moment.
Andy
And that is where and when the moment counts! Thanks Andy🙏🏻🕊️
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