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Read MoreCynicism Urban(e) smells suffocate our human(e)-ness struggling to remember forests, but still sparing with ghosts. We use to howl and rage, even dance at the Moon - cursing its phases and orangeness. Now we only nod, that American heroin nod as it influences our moods; rationalizing our ability to kill everyone, everything different...
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Thank you RomaJ, I truly appreciate your take on this poem. “Strange Fruit”, a sung by Billie Holiday, is a song about the lynching of Black men during the whole period of “Jim Crow” America (1877-1964). These “lynchings” continue today, not done by KKK, but police terror. In the song, Billie H. talks about “bulging eyes” and “black bodies swinging”. I used birds as a metaphor for this horror.
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Read MoreThey ask,is it easy?Being a hopeless romantic above?Does it make one happy? Or does it trick and destroy?Like playing with a dangerous toy.Some say it makes you live in bliss. Others say it's painful,makes you let out a hiss.Hopeless romantics are...
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You will have it all. I enjoy romance novels and what it leads too
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Read MoreI'd prefer if she loved me a little less and lusted me a little more. Love is comforting and steady; lust raw and immediate,all fire and urgency .I don’t want only her devotion; I want her need, the hunger...
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Excellent thoughts on the physicality of intimacy. Well articulated. Great write.
John
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Thanks John appreciate your comment.
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I agree absolutely to you, Peter! Love is a holy union of body, mind and soul. All sides want and need to be addressed. Ideally, a relationship is based on intimacy, soul- and mindful conversations and wild and ecstatic sex. Great write, my friend!
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Thanks Elke for your thoughtful comment.
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Love requires too much. Lust is quick and easy and short term.
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I’ve never really nailed down just exactly what love is.It certainly isn’t the romantic version that most assume.
Lust, is only a bees dick away from one version of pure love…..there are no doubt many more.🙏
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Nice write, Pete. Vivid, lustful, very creative.
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Read MoreHi everyone, I just wanted to give you an update on my working hours moving forward. Starting Monday, my main hours will be 5 PM to 10 PM. During this time, I’ll be available on the site and responding to...
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Thanks for the update Fia. Love this site and all you do for it.
John
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Thank you, goldenmyst😊
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Hi Fia, thanks for the update. I am very new here, but I think you and your team are doing a great job with this poetry site. It is truly a pleasure to be here.
Curt
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Thank you, Redzone😊
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Thanks for the update, Fia. Appreciate you, cuz.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian, much appreciated, cuz.
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Thank you so much, HJ we appreciate your comment xx
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Bizarre and disturbing for sure.
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A haunting reflection on lost humanity. Our instinct to howl and dance muted by indifference, while cruelty parades as normal. The “strange fruit” lingers, reminding us of what we’ve forsaken and what it means to truly see and feel again.