• Some times

    There are times when things should be said
    Things should be done
    It is met with silence

    Then there are times things are done
    Without thought
    Automatically

    Sometimes things are said because it is felt
    Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held back

    But there is a sometimes

    That trust is broken
    A wound never…Read More

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    • And it is times like this that you just want to SCREAM!!! Far too many people in our world bear wounds that never heal, ooze pain continually. Insightful poem, Fia. -Curt

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    Sometimes

    There are times when things should be said Things should be done It is met with silence   Then there are times things are done Without thought Automatically   Sometimes things are said because it is felt...  Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held back.   But there...

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    • Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Thank you Gus for keeping up with me. xoxo

    • Chère F.,
      Love it that you post more often.
      And I read all of them.

      My favorite sentence in this poem is:

      Sometimes thing happen because it could not be held back

      Wish I had thought of that. It tells me that I can’t possibly control everything. A comforting thought!

      I hope your Tuesday will be happy and full of inspiration.
      Warm greetings, Gus

    • hello beautiful Fia this is a profound write ❤️

    • Outstanding piece. Well said!

    • No way! You gotta have hope always!
      Old story: There were two boys, one was a pessimist and the other an optimist. They were both put in a barn full of horse crap for a day. At the end of the day, the old man opened the door to see how the boys were doing. The pessimist was far back in the corner, on his tiptoes, complaining about all the shit and the smell. While the optimist was crouched down, frantically flinging the horse crap all over the place. The man asked that boy what was he doing. The boy said “With all this fresh horse shit, there’s gotta be a pony in here somewhere!
      But anyway, your write is on point with many of the days for us all. An accurate description of the struggle for basic sanity, at least!

      • That was funny. I am hopeful. My poems come to me from listening to music, news etc.. then I start musing over things. Thank you Styxian;))

    • That’s cool. I actually get much of my motivation from reading. it’s the words tumbling around in my head that create little scenarios that I build from. A lot! Music sets a mood, though, yes. Can’t live without it!

  • Love Sonnet LXXXIV

    You grab my hand, lead
    me onto the floor, spin me
    into your embrace, and sway
    us into the music.

    The music slows, you pull me
    closer, our bodies feel the warmth
    of the rhythm and the natural passion
    of bump and grind. It’s an

    older tune we are dancing
    to, one that held us in our
    youth, and you look at m…Read More

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    Stars Rite News 04/20/2026

    Hello, and welcome to another update of Stars Rite News. I want to start off with a couple of things that's happening in the background, since I haven't given an update in a while. What we are working on is...

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  • SPRING

    Only weather, never the same,
    no shape, no edge, no final form.

    A current moving through the ground,
    low and humming, without sound.

    The earth remembers how to lean,
    from winter’s weight into green.

    Not arrival, only return.

    The soil forgets its frozen past,
    slowly breaking, vast.

    Rain remembers how to fall,
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