I am with you, my friend. What ever happened to depth? Conversations these days are akin to eating chocolate shell while forgetting about the ice cream. It’s why poets like you exist – to remind us of these things. Thoughtful and excellent write!

We never really know how people perceive us. We go out of our way to put our best foot forward, but somehow our demeanor gets lost in the translation. Staying true to yourself is your survival. It’s all we have at the end of the day. Take care, Peter!

Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. I can relate, I used to get caught up in wondering how others perceived me. It will drive you crazy going down the rabbit hole. Being we’re not able to hop in one another’s minds, it only leaves one to assume. And assumptions are the mother of all fuck ups, mainly because it’s impossible to for any human to be 100% accurate. It’s best to stay true to your moral compass and always trust your gut. That’s just my opinion though. Take care brother. Appreciate you.

Damian

Chère C.,
Lovely write!
It freckles me a lot…

Warm regards, Gua

I think to be “captivating” is as you say, “…is risky it comes with danger.” Oh, to be a “danger” in this way, to someone again…. “SIGH”. Crimsin, those last few words (“but honey so do I”), wonderful!! Dare I say, “CAPTIVATING”? 😎

Curt

Passionately penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

thank you graciously dearest Damian I deeply appreciate you ❤️

Lots of sexiness in your latest pieces Lady, tight

The interesting thing about this one to me, is that there are people who call themselves “of faith” and use the rhetoric but don’t walk the walk. I was reminded of so many of those people…especially in the current atmosphere of the world…they speak without real understanding and definitely no faith. As a man of faith now, I imagine you recognize the difference. As one who hadn’t come to that place yet, I’m not surprised you still called it out. You always take me somewhere with your pieces…often on a rant. This one is no exception, my friend

Powerful work. You nailed it.

As someone who lived under violence of many types for years, l can understand your intense words and feelings, for me I couldn’t lose my Faith at any circumstances, my belief is that the humans must believe in something( I’m not speaking only religiously) so they can move on in life without being completely lost.

“the body is a temple
and we all abuse it”

I was touched by these lines, many many times we are not treating ourselves kindly. This poem is touching. Thank You my friend 💖

Well done, Brenda. I like this.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend, I know what it’s like to sing the blues. Appreciate you.

Damian

Chère C.,
Breath everyday – write everyday.
But then, i don’t have this nice artwork.
With the whole picture you draw me in.

Keep on keeping on, said Curtis.
Warm regards, Gus

Powerful work. Excellent.

You’ve strung together the notes of pain very well. Perhaps singing the blues can be just as cathartic as writing about them. We can only hope.

Those solem moods are tricky. We can’t always keep them locked down. And then others feel the dark coolness of their touch. Beautifully written, Brenda 🧡

Those are some interesting thoughts. Round and round we go. you are right.

Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend, your thoughts here make me ponder. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian