I like how you say “they say hell is hot…” Who knows it could be cold as” hell” this is a good piece

Wow this is dark and really good. Bravo

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent dark write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is a heartfelt tribute to your friends. Lovely

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent tribute my friend, some people come into our lives to change it for the better. At least that’s been my experience. Appreciate you.

Damian

Ahh, Brenda, I think our days in the Underground molded and changed us all in some fashion. You will always be my leather thigh high stiletto boot stomper. Nobody lays down fire like you. There’s a lot of echoing back to us still, isn’t there from those halls? I found my fierce…in no small part by watching you rock it out so fearlessly. Love you, girl 🧡

you’re so dark dearest Benjamin intiguing ❤️

This poem is heavy. Dark and intriguing. Nice work.

I imagine a grotto with the rocks are covered in with orange red seaweed. Then again, I see a grunion run when they come out of the sand, and the eyes look almost blue black

Powerfully penned, Benjamin. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Powerfully penned, Benjamin. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Benjamin I love your style I have chills❤️

This is a beautiful compilation of imagery in this form

To write a whole poem as haikus/senryus is outstanding! that’s a talent, I remember reading some poets composing few verses as haikus/senryus but not long as yours here, and most of your verses can stand alone as it is. I could feel here how nature is angry and speaking to now world where humans played with its rawness, the old genuine days against the new fake days, at the end the writer seemed to be fed up and welcoming the end if this end means the end of all madness, maybe then a new earth will be born.

A life well lived…

Much respect

Naaj