Astoria
Image Source: Paul Masck
The other side
of the bridge
(The wrong side
some would say)
Our first place
cramped and grimy
Two flights up
above the bodega
Humid and hot
kebob and curry
diesel and Marlboro
(And we thought
we had made it)
*This is my first real stab at poetry, and I owe it all to the analysis, encouragement and belief of Courtenay Bluebird. Thank you, mon amie.
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this is beautiful.
*blush!* Thanks so much!
I think you might be allergic to crappy poems. This is wonderful!
You’re killing me! Thanks!
…OK, no words of consolation from me. This is clearly a poem.Nice imagery.
HAAHHH!!! Fiction again!
First stab, huh? Keep killing ’em Brian – thought it was great
You are the awesome! Thanks.
Great imagery. And I love the parenthetical phrase at the end.
Thanks so much! Great to have you here!
I love this poem, mon ami! Thank you for the kind acknowledgment. I am so touched by your gesture that I am near speechless.
Wait. No, I’m not. When you finished that final revision last night, I knew immediately that I would need to post this everywhere tomorrow because your poem is exquisite. And folks need to read it. It was my pleasure to help in any way that you asked. I am so stoked for you, Brian!
Your Awesomeness, I shall now call you.
Brian, I just snort-laughed and woke two sleeping dogs. Wait…. Gimme a sec. I’m nearly cry-laughing. You are wonderful!
Nah, that can’t be your first stab at poetry, it’s way to good!
*whistling innocently*
Keep it coming!!!
That’s the goal!
First stab? I think it’s fantastic for any number of stabs! Well done! 🙂
You are too fantastic, thanks.
Lovely as usual. More please!
In the works!
great light and love the poem
Thanks, mimo!
Outstanding poem, Brian!
Millie Ho! Great to see you, and thanks.
While I am far from a pro, I am blessed to read lots of poetry for my zine..
this is what i refer to as one helluva goo, compressed poem..
you gave us a snapshot with beginning, middle & end.. keep writing that Po!
I’m digging your Po kung fu, ma’am. Po Game On!
Word!
Can’t decide which I like more: the photo or the poem. But I don’t have to decide. Both lovely. More poems like this, please.
C’mon back next week. 😉
Nicely nice!
Thanky thanks!
Another gem. Glad I stumbled across your work.
Thankyaahh!
Thanks for following the blog, I hope you enjoy the rest of the work.
Absolutely!
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That was great Brian. Your talent is limitless. 😉
aaawwww, thanks, love.
stab at poetry…:P
sorry just read that too literally!
i liked the lines!
cheers!
I love how the bridge looks like it’s stabbing into the blushing sky. Beautiful
It’s a stabby morning here! Personal Concerns, Fraha, great having you here, thanks.
Beautifully descriptive! Encore!!
Thank’ya kindly, ma’am!
Can’t believe this… I lived there!!!
NIIIIIICE!!! Awesome! I hope this brought back some good! Great having you here, Anette, thanks.
It’s a pleasure being here. And thanks for falling into my inkwell.
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I’m taking this week off to re-charge. Here’s today’s Poetry re-run.