How I loved the city night
When fit and young.
That sense of something wild
unseen
beyond an edge.
This mind, alert.
Alone.
In early hours.
Past corners turned
on silent streets.
Those sounds
from hidden creatures
taking fright before
my tread.
Heard so quickly
crashing through
the undergrowth.
I saw dark bushes twitch.
Yet glimpsed no sight
to show which
kind lay
lurking there.
Among damp roots and earth.
With keener eyes
than mine.
While
in our human realm
I sought one female
counterpart.
Some renewed chance
to feel need’s thrill
aroused along
these limbs.
And catch a trace
of scented
skin.
To taste life’s feast.
Or just
(perhaps)
be preyed
upon
again.
Hi all!
This sprang into my head as I gazed across the city, just before midnight.
Thoughts of the early 1980’s.
Walking home from clubs, at 3 a.m.
Still hoping for adventures.
(Which never came.)
(Though I saved an unconscious fox from traffic, once.
And carried a stranded toad to safety, on a river bank.)
I had no real idea how to attract women.
(Now it’s too late, anyway.)
These days, I fail at attracting people via writing, instead.
March will mark a third anniversary of the site.
I’m unsure about carrying on blogging, after that.
(Stats give little encouragement for continuing.)
Comments are always VERY welcome!
Art on the blog is mine: I hope you like it?
Thanks for reading. π
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I LOVE your painting Ken, it is truly beautiful.
I remember leaving the bar at 3am……….it seems like a lifetime ago or someone else’s life! π
I hope today is treating you well.
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Thank you, Wendi!
I spent hours trying to enlarge the image size, but couldn’t, so it’s smaller than I wanted.
Yet I felt that abstract fitted with the poem.
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it really did fit the poem………and I LOVE it. it should be hanging on your wall. π
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I’m glad you like it, Wendi!
Though, actually, my walls are completely bare.
I’ve never hung any paintings up.
They have always laid unseen in a drawer.
(As did my writings, until this blog.)
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maybe you should hang some of your creations on your wall. π
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Don’t give up blogging based on stats. Think of the future: maybe future generations will read this! You’re leaving a legacy.
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Thank you, Jeffrey!
Yes, you are right, it’s probably better not to focus on stats.
(Though I DO wish they had grown a bit more, after 222 posts.)
But, I admit, depression tends to make me a “glass-half-empty” kinda guy!
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Things tend to work out in this universe. Be strong and give it some time.
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I loved this one too.
And the artwork suits so well with the poem. It’s kind of has a mysterious aura about it. Loved it.
Also, Ken, you really saved a fox and a stranded toad ?!
Woahhh! These are the kind of adventures I wish I had! π
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Yes: I felt the art resembled energy, moving through darkness,
which went with the theme: of walking in the city night.
What happened when I saved the fox was:
Very late, on my way home, I found a fox lying unconscious in the road,
breathing, but with no obvious injury.
I had to step out, waving my arms, to stop cars running over it.
A car stopped. I explained the situation.
Then the fox was taken to an animal rescue centre.π¦
(To be honest, I thought you would have more adventures than me, Harshada,
being young and lively? π)
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You saved a fox. You are AMAZING.
Hahahahaha yeah my life has been pretty boring so far, the best adventures I have had are by escaping into a book. πππ
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Actually, thinking back, I’ve saved other creatures, or tried to.
Birds, hedgehogs, etc. Even insects.
(I was always sensitive to animal suffering.)
As for your adventures.
Well, at least, I assume you would be pestered by boys asking you out! LOL!π
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ARE YOU AN ANGEL ?
Also, my adventures as I mentioned have been only through good books. And no, my life has been quite solitary in that regard and honestly that’s just the way I like it. ππ
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Great post.
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Thank you.
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