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Warped Vinyl

Warped Vinyl

Chewed and sucked
Blotting paper 
Distorting space and time
The lengths I go
To destroy ego
And escape the prison 
Of my mind...
 

Warped vinyl 
Bobbing repeatedly 
RPM 33
The needle glides 
In and out
Efficient and effortlessly 

Aromatic candle wax melts 
Every little helps...
The smell invoking 
Memories of good times

Lost in transmission 
Fuzzy vision 
Under a snug 
Sheepskin blanket 
I reside...

Like a hermit crab
Waiting for the moonlit sky
And the lazy incoming tide...

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Being Me

Ooooh, I like this one, Syd... kind of reminds me of a duvet day x

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Syd

Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed this poem. I'm off to bed very soon but I will stop by your page tomorrow and I look forward to reading.

I really appreciate your positive feedback.

Take care  - Syd x 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Love to stay covered up at home and listen to great music on my old albums, that is what this brings to my mind! nice write!.....................................Jim

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Syd

Thank you so much Jim. I'm glad this poem strikes a chord with you. I will stop by your page tomorrow and I look forward to reading your poems but I must go to bed soon. The joys of working shifts.

Thanks again for your positive feedback.

Take care  - Syd 

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Syd

Thank you so much Greg.

As I've said in the comments above... I really have to go to bed now but I will definitely stop by your page tomorrow for a read of your poems.

I really appreciate the positive feedback.

Take care  - Syd 

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The fish of the sea

Wow, Syd!! What a fantastic poem. Love the train of thought and the Journey it took me on. What a lovely thing it is... to remember the good times. The Nostalgia! Peace to you my friend. Also dig your new icon for your account~

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Syd

Thank you so much for your kind comment Max. My profile picture is from a poem I wrote years ago called Dark Blue. I needed to change my profile picture for a reason but I'm glad you dig it.

Take care  - Syd 

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Gwendoline

I enjoyed this Syd. I think smells can be so provocative and take us back to memories. There is a need  I feel to escape the now. Which I can so relate to. Sometimes all we can do is Hibernate from the world and try not to lose our minds. A fab ink  

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Syd

Thank you so much Gwen. Yes this is exactly what happened when I was visiting a friend the other week. He had the same scented candles burning that he did a while ago when we were quite intoxicated. The smell transported me straight back there.

Glad you enjoyed the poem. Take care  - Syd 

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RG

Thanks for taking me back in time , as vinyl was a little bit before my birth ( born in 89) but the ambience this write puts off makes me wish I was there as it teased with great imagery of experiencing it . 

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Syd

Thank you for your kind comment Rob. It's also about dropping acid - the first verse. I'm not sure if many readers picked up on that and I hope it doesn't put any off. I just tend to write about what is real and happening in my life.
Yes I am a few years older than you. Still an 80s kid though. ​I'm slowly starting to build my vinyl collection back up. You can't beat the sound of it.

- Syd 

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RG

I kind of wondered and that’s why I hinted at “ ambience” 
That’s super dope you have a nice collection started . I’ve never experienced acid but dipped in shrooms in North Dakota and had a scary trip lol ....

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Syd

Hi Rob, yes you have to be careful with all psychedelics. Set and setting are very important as the late Timothy Leary would say. Make sure you're somewhere familiar and comfortable with people you are very comfortable with. I have written a few poems about psychedelic experiences. Liberty Cap, LSA lashings, Psilocybin Stride and Shrooms which was one of my very first poems. Not that I'm suggesting you check them out but they're there if ever you fancy a read. I find you learn something from psychedelics and they are much less harmfultothe body, I don't really favour any other recreational drugs.

- Syd 

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Marion

Just a brilliant write Syd x

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Syd

Thank you so much for your kind comment Marion. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. Very much appreciated.

- Syd x 

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