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Read MoreThis morning I just looked out my windowAccross the streetI saw my neigbor place a gun to his dog's headHe blew the dog's brains out all over the placeHe walked calmly back into the houseA few moments laterHe dragged...
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Getting rid of annoyances around my neighborhood would make me quite happy. Thanks Fia
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Powerfully penned, Keith. What kinda neighborhood you living in? lol. Great write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I live in Mr.Robinson’s neighborhood. That’s a deep cut from early SNL. Thanks Damian.
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I love the unexpected! This was fantastic!
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Thanks Paula! You rock!
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Read MoreThe shore hummed with strangers,voices rippling like wind across sand,though I did not know why I had come.The sea called to me,its familiar pull thrumming in my chest.I slipped beneath the surface,cold silk folding around my skin.A great white...
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Your poetry always caresses the senses with a surrealistic hug. Nice one. 🙂
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Relic, is this you? Hi. I remember your name is Tim. It’s been so long. You’re one of the first poets I met when I joined WC. Tim, thank you for your kind words. Coming from you, that means a lot, as your own work is masterful at creating those sensory dreamscapes.
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It’s me:) Glad you’re here.
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Oh, this is good!
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Glad the journey resonated. Thank you.
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Blimey Roma, I lie less than a mile from the sea and yet these words resonate louder than the incoming midnight tide. You are a mistress of the moon and sea – always leave that mahogany door open.
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Thank you so much! “Mistress of the Moon and Sea” is high praise -I think I’ll claim that title! I also still love your description of the blood moon as “slut red.” I’m truly glad the words resonated louder than your midnight tide. And I promise, I’ll leave that mahogany door open for you.
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Beautifully penned, Roma. Your imagery is so precise it immediately grabs my attention. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you so much, Damian. I truly appreciate your kind words. I appreciate you too.
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‘Then I awoke,
carrying the weight of water,
of memory,
of starlight,bridging the world of the living
with the world I had entered.’Your words have a sadness from core to display; I had to read them three times because at the first try I sighed, had to catch my breath; tragedy seemed to come from somewhere far, far out of reach. Such emotional words, could be real, true.
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Hi emmagreen. Thank you so much for such a thoughtful response. 🌙 Your words mean a lot…I wrote this piece with that very sense of distance and weight in mind, like grief and memory carried from another realm. I’m touched it resonated with you.
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Read MoreAwait the coming storm I will, Amid its bearing swells, I stand stoically still. I look up into the clouded heavens for prayer, little did I know there was evil in the air. Once more, staring into that gray, I shall never see the...
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Read MoreThese stars are black across the white sky. In happy madness - I stare up into the abyss. Inspired madmen are pure lunatics. I could not speak to this storm, so, it gently spoke to me. This blizzard will make you shiver, you will sense it creeping closer. I...
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Read MoreEnvisage the grim reaper acquainting himself. With one dominant swing of his scythe, he severs you from normality. Suddenly conscious to the fact you will live on as a ghost from your past. Resting its icy hand on my soul, psychosis paled my youthful blushes. I relive...
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Now it makes me think who needed to be trained the child and dog or the parents not watching them at all????