"Dinner Invitation"
if I at this keyboard
proffer
thoughts of how I feel
among the dirt paths
within the valleys green
reduce opportunities
infer profanities
slimming hopes
dulcet rhythms
increasing mirth
whence shall arise
understanding
that only I shall know
offer me
on your keyboard
thoughts of how you feel
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 27th, 2026 05:37
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Comments1
How poetically put my friend. How does anyone know the thoughts of another without comment made by them. So empty poems read without response. As a species we rely on communication and one way leaves us hanging with no feedback we know not how to respond. I write for myself and as therapy but it is rewarding knowing that I am not alone and that others share the same feelings and thoughts. A lovely write my friend and one well needed in that so small a percentage of those that read respond. Look at the numbers of reads you have and compare them to the number of comments. I have read every poem posted for the last two years on this site and it is almost exclusively the same people that respond. I may soon restrict myself to responding only to those that respond to mine.
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