If this poem spoke to you, there's a longer spoken-word reading with a jazz backdrop on my YouTube channel here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?vxSb3oMjGoHQ
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Thanks for reading, listening, and walking the miles with me.
Thomas W. Case
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Thomas, I think we are all multi-personalities depending on with whom we find ourselves and how we slept last night! Even music...I know I love classic rock, but I also love listening to Frank Sinatra and Broadway tunes. Very good introspection here. Lydi***
Thomas, I think we are all multi-personalities depending on with whom we find ourselves and how we slept last night! Even music...I know I love classic rock, but I also love listening to Frank Sinatra and Broadway tunes. Very good introspection here. Lydi***
I had a big coffee phase in my Working Life - indeed Royal Mail in the good old days was fuelled on Caffeine and Nicotine. These days I like my Caffeine chilled in Aldi's own Vive Cola. This is Great Work again Thomas. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️
As all this wisdom all this data has been collected and lived its a crime yo not shate some of it and poetry for me and maybe you too is the only way To listen
The mystery of time pervades this one. Are we the same person at different points in time? A lot of excellent imagery is employed to demonstrate that some things persist despite the attrition of the days. Coffee now is the same as it was 35 years ago. The last two lines are both powerful and encouraging.
I've said before that I always wondered what it would be like at my age, looking back at the swift disappearance of the last ten years, which always reminds me that I'll be lucky to get ten more, and if I do, they will be over tomorrow. I do not worry about it, but it is like an open window in my mind, breathing in and breathing out, always ruffling my hair, making me turn to look. Nice capture of something the young do not know is coming.
Brilliant! I love this approach to the issue of life and death and the continuation beyond death the very use of something long gone. Such a wonderful subtle entry to this subject
i always enjoy how you blow up the mundane and elevate it to a new, higher significance of meaning. i could taste/smell the ocean and that cup of stale coffee. love the things you mention and how you present them. this is real life - unfiltered. your title - damn straight.
Very very thought provoking poem. It made me reminisce to..
Its definitely y a crazy life, we came here with nothing, and ended up with so much teachings and so on.
Hence why we should enjoy it till the end, to much to just let it end at death, even though we go on after that to.
Thomas W. Case, That's what I adore about you. You have been close to skid row and you listen to Beethoven’s concerto in B-flat. (I have it on Youtube right now. Very much talent! I think I saw an oboe or two -wink)
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..