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Read MoreTHE WALK HOME There's a cool breeze...chilling me to the bone...it's gonna rain tonight...I'm walking home cause -I've only pennies in my pocket.I just want my lumpy bed.Severe weather just ahead. I know the way all too well.I've walked these streets......for...
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Read MoreThey flee and fly like jostling birds - or gray moths 'round a light. They pirouette in lazy rings - while frolicking in flight. Like gypsies, leaves will soon depart with tender thoughts for wind Soon to sweep and persevere - in lives undisciplined. Some will scurry...
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Thanks very much, Peter.
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Beautifully penned, Tim. Sensational imagery my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks so much, Damian. 🙂
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hi dearest Tim I loved the imagery ❤️
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Thank you, crimsin.
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I like how the poem captures the restless, whimsical dance of leaves…it’s vivid and alive. I feel a shiver reading it, both from its beauty and the fluttering imagery– of moths (which terrifies me! Lol ), yet it’s utterly stunning. The gentle, swirling cadence and the soft rhymes make the poem feel as airy and unpredictable as the leaves themselves, perfectly echoing their flight.
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Thanks so much for a great review, Romaj. 🙂
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The dance of the leaves as they pirouette to the ground is such a welcomed sight to see. Beautiful capture of such a wonder of nature. Good to see you here, Tim!
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Thanks Kelly. 🙂
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Read MoreUpon this path - where winter greets a footpath walker's stride a robin's voice affects me so for what I hear implied. He echoes language through the woods in words no man can say. Ensnaring thus my downcast soul to turn my thoughts his way. I'm curious...
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I like how this poem captures the quiet beauty of a winter walk and turns a simple robin’s song into something almost spiritual. I feel the mix of melancholy and hope -the way the bird’s call stirs thoughts of loss, yet also hints at renewal and trying again. Beautiful
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Nice interpretation Romaj. Thanks for the comment. 🙂
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Beautifully penned, Tim. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian.
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hello dearest Tim I had bluebirds in a recent poem I wonder about their symbolism mine was about love I wonder if yours is also great write ❤️
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Bluebirds symbolize optimism and happiness. Thanks for you comment, crimsin.
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FlatDaddy and
Sam Dickens are now friends
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Read More© 2015Big BrothersBy FlatDaddyWe rarely saw each other growing up --Different fathers, you see, though my mother had divorced them both.Not having much, mom couldn't raise us all.I stayed with her.They stayed at our grandparents. Mama Mae, Papa Jim She, a big, smiley...
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Here we see your tender side. Your family being scattered and fragmented is something I can relate to. Fine work, my friend.
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Thanks, Sam. I was wondering when I would run into you. I’m not surprised it’s here. Take it while you can get it, though. I’m afraid there’s not a lot of tenderness I can share. I have some mayhem, but I try to keep that under wraps. I’ll let it out to play sometimes, though.
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That’s very good Tim….very good