Lovelorn Poet in New Orleans, LA: An Original Poem From the Breezy’s Archive

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Trophy Wife by FM Era

An Original Poem From the Breezy’s Archive
Missed Connections in New Orleans

1975

For Bill

Communication

Trying to express
The reason
For my poem
I said,
“I feel men
And mountains
Have a lot in common.”

You replied,
“You feel that men
Are something
to be conquered?”

But you misunderstood.

I perceive mountains
To be distant
Difficult to reach
and although
They appear rugged
Sometimes the earth
crumbles underfoot
While you are
Exploring them.

My perception
Of the men
I have loved
Is similar to this
I have not known them
Though I tried
And for this reason
I have cried.

B. French

 

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Could it be said that all love is like the mountain Breezy French describes in this poem? The picturesque peaks we admire from a distance don’t always tell the tale of the up-close and immediate trailblazing that is required to reach the summit. Big pictures, small details. One needs the other but we don’t always get both.

 

Lovelorn Poet in New Orleans, LA: Missing Your Valentine?

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Valentine Card from Peter J Pann

 

Missing Your Valentine?
Missed Connections in New Orleans

You opened it. Good luck. Tonight at midnight your true love will realize they miss you.

Something good will happen to you between 1:00 pm and 4:40 pm tomorrow, it could be anywhere. Tonight at midnight they will remember how much they loved you. You will get a shock of a lifetime tomorrow, a good one. If you break the chain you will be cursed with relationship problems for the next 2 years. Karma.

If there is someone you loved, or still do, and can’t get them out of your mind, re-post this in another city within the next 5 minutes. It’s amazing how it works. If you truly miss someone, a past love, and can’t seem to get them off your mind….then re-post this titled as ” I Really Miss You”

Whoever you are missing will surprise you. Don’t break this, for tonight at midnight, your true love will realize they love you and something great will happen to you tomorrow. Karma. You will get the shock of your life tomorrow.

 

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There’s a never ending stream of “You opened it. Good luck…” messages floating around missed connections, but this one was definitely trying to hit all the high notes with drama and fervor. “Shock of a lifetime”, eh? Does the time-frame of 1pm – 4:40pm for something good to happen hold consistent across all time zones or should I adjust according to location?  I’m curious to see how many “I Really Miss You” messages I find tomorrow… hope springs eternal this time of year.

Missed Connections in New Orleans, LA: Bilious and Short-tempered

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A Constipated Tiger by Wacky Stuff

Bilious and Short-tempered
Missed Connections in New Orleans

You were promenading along the boulevard in the company of a bewhiskered gentleman and what may have been a thylacene.
Somewhere a military band was playing Sousa.
You were a bit green around the gills, wet behind the ears- I was enchanted.
I waved my sparkling ovipositor, you blushed prettily.
When can we meet?
I’m aching for consummation.

One Year Ago: Missed Connections in Nashville, TN: You Were At The Theater

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In case you’re studying for the SAT, GRE, or some other exam testing your knowledge of the arcane and esoteric, a thylacene was the largest known carnivorous marsupial of modern times. Considered extinct, it was called the Tasmanian tiger.  An ovipositor is an organ used by some animals for the laying of eggs for reproduction. Combine that with some sparkles and too much alcohol (cause of green gills) and Wacky Stuff abounds… welcome to NOLA.

 

Missed Connections in New Orleans, LA: An Odd Time to Smile

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An Odd Time to Smile Missed Connections in New Orleans I find it odd, perhaps even interesting, that you elected to smile at me while I was waiting to cross the street. I assume the smile was simply a friendly one to alert me of the obvious, a car was coming and thus it was [...]

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Lovelorn Poets in New Orleans, LA: We Went to a Park in the Middle of the Night

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We Went to a Park in the Middle of the Night Missed Connections in New Orleans We met at a bar. We danced in a cake. We walked down the street. We played on a swing. We climbed a tree. We went back to the bar. I got in a cab. You said you’d call [...]

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