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Open Chat with Ron Blue Demon77 on Friday, July 13th at 9 PM

Hello NEO-POETS, Please join me in an open chat on this maligned day. My thought is this is a perfect opportunity to share a bit of our darkside that perhaps we do not show on a daily basis. The format is, 1.) you can write a five line improv, 2.) You can share an original work, or 3.) you can share a poem that haunt(s) or haunted you. It would be a time to let your darkside free for a few minutes. This has nothing to do with religion, more like a campfire ghost story session. It could be a great way to see what writing keeps in check inside us and perhaps get to know each other a little better. I hope to see you all there.......and watch out for black cats or the bump in the corner of your bedroom you can't quite identify.......HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Ron
Blue Demon 77

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will that be 9 eastern, central or mountain time? I'm looking forward to this chat! I love partaking in and sharing the darkside, even if I am a gray witch. See you there!

always, Cat (& eddy)

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Thanks 9 PM Eastern Standard time. I'm sorry It's taken me so long to respond. The Holiday had me distracted for a couple days. I hope to see you there! : )

Ron

Blue Demon77

"What I want is to be what I was before the knife,
before the brooch pin, before the salve, fixed me in this parenthesis:
Horses fluent in the wind. A place, a time gone out of mind."

The Eye Mote-Sylvia Plath

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I wasn't feeling well, with a headache. I had planned to be there. I hope you had an excellent chat.

always, Cat & eddy

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When someone reads your work
And responds, please be courteous
And reply in kind, thanks.

I appreciate you letting me know. We missed you.

Thanks,

Ron

Blue Demon77

"What I want is to be what I was before the knife,
before the brooch pin, before the salve, fixed me in this parenthesis:
Horses fluent in the wind. A place, a time gone out of mind."

The Eye Mote-Sylvia Plath

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