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    Name: Craig O Reilly
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    Journal:
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    Mood: The Usual
      
    Jack Kerouac,
    Under a pine tree
    Is trying to make love
    To the empty mountains.
    It’s true he sees knowing
    Like some silly older brother,
    Stems from knowing nothing really:
    “There’s nothing to be afraid of
    and nothing to be glad about.”
    That’s his golden emptiness.

    And chilled on-edge trying to drown
    Out the semblance of emptiness,
    I ring myself in remembrance;

    You see I was shown a map last night,
    And with the primal terror of a child
    I saw bangs falling into bangs,
    And the great ground swell coming back
    And all of this sustained by pulse,
    Pulse which would scoop you up in a wave
    Try as you might,
    To sit alone under a pine tree,

    And It forbade you from saying profound words
    To empty people, or nothing at all
    After all your words can’t be taken back
    There they are striving,
    Only to be a little more child-like.


    ...Created 2017-11-17 08:34:32     [ View Past Journals ]

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    I like your idea of expanding 'Sea Witch'
    It'd be a hell of a challenge to find pleasure in drowning. Especially it being the number one worst way to die, in my opinion.

    Thank you and Challenge accepted.
    | Posted on 2017-07-18 19:54:50 | by endlessgame23 - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    Hiya... I gotta say journal writing on this site over the years was my way of not pushing myself, writing-wise. As well, every now and again there would be a nugget I could build on, make it something else, or let it stand as it originally was. This you already know though.


    I may have told you before as well, that someone I knew once said he wrote everything down because he didn't want to forget things he'd done, thought, felt and the like. That made sense to me. So I followed in that mindset. It's getting it down. Even if it doesn't mean anything to anyone else.

    In saying that, your journal is easy going. Relatable. Honest. And it means something. Always good things in my book.

    And the biker bitch..., I didn't mean that as a slight, I truly realized that I was just a woman who loved to ride and there were some things that I refused to settlle for. In saying that, I have met so many incredible and interesting people from all walks of life who have made a difference in mine. I sincerily try to never judge a book by its cover. I tend to get in deep convos to find out where people are coming from, ya know, how they view their world, what makes them tick. I incorporate what I learn from others and mix it into my own blend. I realize too, I don't have to agree with some people's views, but just because I don't agree, I don't have to make them wrong for it....if that makes sense.

    On another note...
    I don't know if you've ever heard Appalachian music or blugerass but your poetry reminds me of how that type of music sounds and makes me feel. There's this underlying something. It's hard to explain.

    Anyway... This is a several jack daniels into the night reply.

    And there ya have it. (insert smile here)

    | Posted on 2017-07-16 00:38:00 | by isabella - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    I have not read your comment yet, didn't actually expect any comments, just a bunch of page views. Haven't been very active but noticed you on and always check out your page. Cool journal. You've changed a lot since that pic when you were a sixteen yr old. Hard to tell under all that hair, but you've changed a lot.

    Anyway, just wanted to acknowledge that it's nice to see you around even when it seems like i'm not around.
    | Posted on 2017-07-10 21:03:52 | by Daniel Barlow - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    Ya goof...how come you erased your lovely comment? I always enjoy what you have to say. Anyway, that is an old write from another time of me. I used to enjoy being on the back of a harley. Never was a biker bitch though. Just a woman who loved to ride.

    You are a poet Craig. Just so ya know. Enjoyed your latest. Haven't had a chance to leave any words on it yet.

    I shall be moving to the UK soon. Scotland is where we are headed. Eventually I will land in an Irish pub for a real Guinness. Looking forward to scotch tasting at least and a holiday in Spain. I refuse to use a tanning bed so I'll need the real thing. The sun of course. Thank goodness I get dark and can hold a tan like my swarthy father.

    Hope this finds you well. You eraser, you.
    | Posted on 2017-07-04 13:16:07 | by isabella - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    hey there.
    and my usual response.... thanks for your words on mine. really!!!

    funny, i sent this to my mom, i guess because i wanted her to know that every now and again, i can still piece a few words together. i say this because her response was much like yours... through the bleakness, it is still hopeful.

    if i didn't have hope at all, what's the point of even being here. ya know.

    | Posted on 2017-02-07 10:28:45 | by isabella - [ Reply to This ] -
      
    | Posted on 2016-06-29 21:47:44 | by Wolfwatching - [ Reply to This ] -



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