“Silence eats slowly on words never,” said. Damn that is the truth, Nice Damian.

Fantastic

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have that effect on some women. lol. I talk and they have literally told me it’s too early, my wife still does say it sometimes. lol. You have a great day as well. Appreciate you.

Damian

Not enough time when we are living in the good times. When they are over it makes us feel alone. Great ink.

I swear, time is a traitor & the mind is it’s accomplice. And what we don’t say weighs more than all the memories. You go right ahead on & express yourself at any hour. I get told all the time “it’s too early” for me. I refuse to live on somebody else’s clock. Thats the beautiful thing about poetry…it isn’t on a timer. As always, your words resonate, my friend

Lately, I remember someone that I hadn’t thought of in decades. Or, I see a face in another face and can’t put a name to who they looked like. I’m terrible with faces. I had my mother’s sewing machine after she died. My sister wanted it and told me she was sending her husband to pick it up. I knew Bill. I was at their wedding. He was at family getogethers (mostly funerals but a couple holiday). My doorbell rang and I opened it up. I looked in his eyes and asked, “Can I help you?” Of course his response was, “I’m Bill?” I don’t know where my head was at that day. Good write. I have to try some shorter ones. Mine just runaway on me.

Vintage Crimsin, at her best. Love it.

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hoi hoi
If a poet can be tender, can a poem be tender to?
A declaration of love.
And the four last sentenses the cherry on the cake.
Love it a lot!
Kind regards, Gus

thank you graciously lovely Mary 💕

good evening beautiful poetess thank you graciously 💕

It is so very human. Gia protect your vulnerability.
Be well

Is it too late? 🙂
If I ever see another using it, I’ll threaten a law suit. be well

Absolutely Awesome! Wow!
The phrases I love… “Sinful Redemption” (A paradoxical escape from salvation)
“secreting the nights away” (A novel spin from noun to verb – clandestine and furtive)
“your truth my undoing” (The curse of understanding)

Just an amazing piece of work, girl.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Amazing piece Crimsin!
Razor sharp ink.

You’re crushing it, Brenda!!! Luvin it!!!!

Naaj

Tremendous work. Vivid and sharp.

No apologies necessary, girl. This is what writing is for. Your catharsis. Hand over your feelings. The piece is strong and moving.

Meg

hello dearest Will thank you for the good advise I want to get past this feeling in my life and in my writing…sometimes I think I here my son asking me ma, what are you doing when I am unkind to myself…still I am grateful I had time with my son to be close to him before he died… I deeply appreciate your thoughts 💕

Do whatever you need to do to survive…..write,cry,complain,run naked trough the streets if you have to…….just survive.

Take care and you have friends here that care even if from the other side of the earth.

Powerfully penned, Brenda. No apologies are needed, you grieve as long as you need to my friend. You’re working through your thoughts and emotions, writing is your therapy right now. I’m supportive because I also use my writing as therapy, I think it’s what writers do. Great write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I felt this.