Meet the Poets!
So, here’s the thing… just because Mathematicians, Scientists, or others, raise their eyebrows at our reasonings, conclusions, or slurred speech behind our riveting, deep thoughts, does not mean that we are wrong, misguided, or have sipped down too much carnival juice; it might simply mean that we are poets!
So that, right there, is the thing…
The Rose
He rose, and gave her a rose; thus, her fist rose, and socked his nose, and it also became a rose. Then, rose her words, “And there is your rose.”
Love is the meaning of love! So, love can be no less than love! Then, let us behold this precious miracle, called, above all things, “Love”! And, what an entirely strange name to call something so magnificent… hmm. It should be called, “Sephonxeee“!
Poor Jack
had to
jack-up
his car;
it had a flat
after driving over
the Ball & Jacks
that Jackie
had quit playing with,
so she could do some
Jumping-Jacks.
“J*ck*ss, Jackie!”
snarled Jack.
Strange Addiction, Creative Writing
Tamara Yancosky Jankowska
Interesting way of looking at it, Nika did you mean fist or first? You give food for thought! Donna 🧚🏻♀️❤️🙏 donnadoesdresses.com
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“Fist”, because she socked him in the nose… it is fiction, though, so no one got hurt in the making of my post… 😀 ha ha. Thank you for your sweet comment.
🎵 2 my 👂 👂
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I thought so just wasn’t sure – thanks Nika! 🧚🏻♀️❤️🙏
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You are welcome, Donna! Anytime! 😊
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hey, thank you for follow, great blog you got here!🤗
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Thank you, my friend. ♥️ 💜 ❤️
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Hahah I love that rosy tongue twister! And I agree about us all being poets despite any thoughts to the contrary. tThose looked at with scepticism for their seemingly outlandish thinking, frowned upon for being different… well, those are the people who stand out from the crowd, who offer a new take on the world, who are truly the artists. ‘Sephonxeee’, I like that! x
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Hugs & Sephonxeee! 😊
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“So, here’s the thing… just because Mathematicians, Scientists, or others, raise their eyebrows at our reasonings, conclusions, or slurred speech behind our riveting, deep thoughts, does not mean that we are wrong, misguided, or have sipped down too much carnival juice; it might simply mean that we are poets!”
On the contrary, Nika!
When you have to analyze a lot of data with a lot of variables on a daily basis, you are going to burn yourself out at the end of the day.
My curiosity and desire to learn something new about people and life in general always forced me to read and analyze more things, and I often used my personal time to do that. And that means the extreme brain overload 24/7…
The poetry and the literature are one of my ways to give my brain some rest. To let my mind flow freely in any direction it wants, not forcing it to perform any specific tasks. To let my mind introspect my own internal world and be in touch with myself. I like to be with me!
This year, I refused to read and think about “serious” and scientific matter, using my personal time. I read a lot of poetry and other interesting things instead and absolutely enjoyed it. And, it seems, I don’t want to change this order of things. So comfortable. Lol.
Continue to write your very interesting and mindful poetry, Nika. You can’t imagine, how the people of science appreciate it, even if many of them never admit it.
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Will do, “No Name”… lol. I appreciate your input, as always. So glad to see you. Of course, the post was made in jest to be taken lightly, in good humor.
I often make myself laugh throughout the day (I am rather good friends with myself). I am bedazzled by your comment, and honored.
Hugs!
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