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thank you lovely Fia I appreciate you ❤️
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Damian another underground poem I’m happy you enjoyed it ❤️
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
A KISS #4
“Let’s not speak falsely now
the hour is getting late.”
(Song/poem ‘Along The Watch Tower’, written and sung
by Bob Dylan. But in this case think/imagine this song
sung/played by Jimi Hendrix, the Live Version)“Excuse me while I kiss the sky”
-Jimi Hendrix, ‘Purple Haze’Th…Read More
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Unstable Faultlines and Explosive Boots
I saw him in the back of the room
a wide space between him and the crowd
no one acknowledged his presence
he was…a non-entity
it was a self-imposed exile
however unintendedI wanted to feel sorry for him
sipping his drink in silence
amidst all the gaiety and laughter
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Such arrogance deserves to be burnt, not fading away, but excised. It’s a strange contradiction, our compassion and empathy, as it sometimes allows such arrogance to exist. It’s not that we shouldn’t have empathy/compassion, we should. But it’s in coming to understand how and when to apply it. I think it’s part of our human journey, our evolving…Read More
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Your mind might go to strange places but so does mine. They may not be the same places but that’s one of the things I love about poetry…the various ways it translates and thoughts it provokes. Thank you, Curt
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Even after the bridge is a smoldering pile you still can not feel anything. Once its gone, it’s gone.
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Truth. Thank you, Fia 😊
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Powerfully penned, Willow. Another excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. Unfortunately power brings out the worst in humans. Almost like no one person should ever have that much power because it will corrupt them over time. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
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It’s true. Occasionally it can be diffused. Not often though. In this case, he was a team lead who liked to flout his title from time to time. When they decided to make him a supervisor, I went to management and listed my concerns categorically. They promised to have a word with him and he changed his behavior immediately. In the end, I became his assistant for a while. He’s since left the team, but he never allowed himself to really be part of it. It was sad in a “get what you sow” kinda way. Thank you, my friend
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Thank you, Angel Louise 😊
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Some takes flight and others do die. Very interesting poem crimsin;)