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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Some times
There are times when things should be said
Things should be done
It is met with silenceThen there are times things are done
Without thought
AutomaticallySometimes things are said because it is felt
Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held backBut there is a sometimes
That trust is broken
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Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you Damian;)) try to peel some of those layers back
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Thank you Gus for keeping up with me. xoxo
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Chère F.,
Love it that you post more often.
And I read all of them.My favorite sentence in this poem is:
Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held back
Wish I had thought of that. It tells me that I can’t possibly control everything. A comforting thought!
I hope your Tuesday will be happy and full of inspiration.
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hello beautiful Fia this is a profound write ❤️
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Hello and thank you Crimsin.;)
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So true
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Thank you Willow;))
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Outstanding piece. Well said!
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Thank you Vision;))
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No way! You gotta have hope always!
Old story: There were two boys, one was a pessimist and the other an optimist. They were both put in a barn full of horse crap for a day. At the end of the day, the old man opened the door to see how the boys were doing. The pessimist was far back in the corner, on his tiptoes, complaining about all the shit and the smell. While the optimist was crouched down, frantically flinging the horse crap all over the place. The man asked that boy what was he doing. The boy said “With all this fresh horse shit, there’s gotta be a pony in here somewhere!
But anyway, your write is on point with many of the days for us all. An accurate description of the struggle for basic sanity, at least!-
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That was funny. I am hopeful. My poems come to me from listening to music, news etc.. then I start musing over things. Thank you Styxian;))
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That’s cool. I actually get much of my motivation from reading. it’s the words tumbling around in my head that create little scenarios that I build from. A lot! Music sets a mood, though, yes. Can’t live without it!
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redzone posted in the group National Poetry Month
Love Sonnet LXXXIV
You grab my hand, lead
me onto the floor, spin me
into your embrace, and sway
us into the music.The music slows, you pull me
closer, our bodies feel the warmth
of the rhythm and the natural passion
of bump and grind. It’s anolder tune we are dancing
to, one that held us in our
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Read MoreDo you want to echoDo you want to start a flameDo you want to trace the secretsWe alone can only nameI'll shake you til you openMake me tremble til I riseTogether we can drownIn hunger's sweet surpriseDo you want...
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![Profile picture of Fia Naturie]()
The fifth stanza was it for me. I the hopeful questions to get the right answer. Very good and sultry
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Sultry. I like that word. I will have to store it in the back of my mind. Thanks Fia!
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Such longing in this piece
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Thank you Willow.
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hi Brandon the meaning here is not lost on me ❤️
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As long as you like it 🙂
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Thanks Damian!
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Just a Flesh Wound
just walk it off
how bad can it be?
if they have to ask…
they really don’t get it - Load More Posts
And it is times like this that you just want to SCREAM!!! Far too many people in our world bear wounds that never heal, ooze pain continually. Insightful poem, Fia. -Curt