Temporarily Obsession Comments
There was a man I knew since I was in Highschool. I met him with peculiar hobby or should I call it temporary obsession.
He began his fascination with the gentle cooing of pigeons. I remembered how proud he was when he had shown me a bird loft he crafted with his own hands, pouring his heart and soul into each meticulous detail. Soon, he found himself immersed in the world of pigeon racing. He dreamt of being the best pigeon breeder in town.
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I should not be so critical of this prose poem as Insee what you yearn for in life—love and acceptance, which is what we all want, animals, cats, dogs included …
I like how you put this poem together, but I wonder if there exists a man like this in reality who has so many hobbies/interests only to abandon them all. Well, that's not the point of your poetic effort, Clarisse, is it? Denny
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7/18/2025 9:40:37 PM # 1.0.0
A prose poem. Very interesting. But you should not have let the cat out in the very fist line. " I met him with peculiar hobby or should I call it temporary obsession". Should have left it for the reader to decipher.