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    Love Sonnet LXV

    Love Sonnet LXV     On your tongue, I taste the bitterness, the pain of oblivion. On your lips, I feel the fire of vengeance, stroked by oppressions’ flame, and   garnished with a silent scream. There is no safety on Walden’s Pond, nor healing in the woods...

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    • I chose the Lauren Daigle song, not for its religious implications, but because I wanted music that gives HOPE, and most of this song does exactly that.

    • Good stuff. Empowering with its message to the masses that can take the time and embrace it.

    • This would be my favorite sonnet I read from you so far. So powerful, so moving, and unfortunately true… Though, we women struggle more around the world, but I couldn’t help but see this as the test any human would have. I have to admit that I’m one of those who could/can not lose Faith no matter how much I’ve went/go through, I have to admit too, that it’s NOT easy when everything screams the otherwise. no one can live without having a certain belief in anything, and I’m not only speaking religiously here. You put all your emotions here, from anger to despair to empathy and compassion to HOPE… Great poem my friend, Thank You 💕

    • When I think about this oppression, and see how real it is, it becomes too hurtful, too much to take. Two issues that have fueled my revolutionary desires and dreams for a different and better world are the oppression of Black people and the oppression of half of humanity that are female. Your short comment is deeply felt, thank you.

    • Thank you Light. I took and appreciated very much the depth of what you have said. I think everyone has a “faith” and belief, even if it is just a negative self centered one. For me the question is how do we use it? Do we use it to change the ugliness around us? Or do we use it to hide us from this ugliness? I write poetry that is aesthetic and yet make the reader feel, feel alive, feel hope, feel that we humans can affect everything around us and this can spread far beyond the space we occupy at any given time. Oscar Wilde once said, “We all are living in the gutter; but some of us are looking at the stars.” I think he should have added, “And those of us who can see the stars find the ways to allow others to see the stars as well.”

      I am happy you found this poem and left me this beautiful comment.

      • Good Evening from here my friend✨

        It’s now that I read your response to me, first Thank You 🌺 second, I love your own added words to Wilde’s one, they are the truth that matters, we humans find comfort and company when we think that there are other humans who walked/are walking this experience called life. This reality keeps us sane when the world is getting crazy, make us feel we are not alone when everything is falling. We are still limited in our 3D body world, we still know little about what’s going on the either sides and worlds.

        I enjoy talking and exchanging thoughts with you😊 wishing you a very very good Day 🌻

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    Mind's Eye Site

          Ancient road abuzz with thosethat long agoleft the pavement a can of thoughtstruck with lucid spade... town chow drylike a mouse in the oven: thunder, now passed,praising rain on a lean-to...this high & skyfull of mist & wist, satisfied shine, richwith daggered eyes...

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    • Nice set up. Can’t wait to read the rest

    • Powerfully penned, Benjamin. I concur with Fia, excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • thunder, now passed,
      praising rain on a lean-to…
      this high & sky
      full of mist & wist,

      satisfied shine, rich
      with daggered eyes in flight…
      earth & alighted, poor
      with cosmic delusion…

      cockatrice glare
      through fog & moon.

    • ‘thunder, now passed,
      praising rain on a lean-to…
      this high & sky
      full of mist & wist,

      satisfied shine, rich
      with daggered eyes in flight…
      earth & alighted, poor
      with cosmic delusion…

      cockatrice glare
      through fog & moon.’

      Superbly but subtly visual, pensive yet explicit? Why not, sez I.

  • Don't Judge Me

    While she's away I just had a play Slipped into her brief(s) For a little relief. Hard as a rock With an average size cock   

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    sadness

    sadness wells oh well it is what it ismy feelings collect around me like shadowsevery now and then faces come out of the darknessreliving traumas I crytears roll with the internal tormentI'm guilty of being emotianally unavailabledetached and coldit...

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  • Aubade

    The beautiful blue sky,the gentle bird aubade,the slowly waking trees. You don't ask to be worshipped but how can I not. I adore you all.Praise you all.Thank you all. For infecting me with your peacefulness.  

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