I get the driver ignored what was happening on the side of the road in the woods? Interesting piece

Brilliantly laid, Jacob,

It’s gone wayyy too far when one’s political views are taken so seriously by the opposing radical factions that they’ll get ya killed.
It couldn’t have been put better than V1.

I love the Freestyle work, and really dig your title … the voice of present day, and enduring past’s as-well. There’s nothing new about crazy people.

It’s hard to say thanks to this, My Friend, but poetically speaking, I wholeheartedly do! ⁓ Richard🖌

a very passionate plea that moved me deeply🌹

I crave chocolate, and I used to crave the warmth of a body beside me. These days in my older age…the chocolate sates, and the memories of the warm bodies must suffice.
I really like the analogy drawn here.
j.

love your words…and I love the cosmos, where your lover may reside… i taste the chocolate, because you made it seem so real… much sensuality here and delicious vivid images!!!!
Warmly, B

She’s your shop…That is beautiful.
That last stanza has so much feeling to it. Lovely Peter

Wonderfully a d honestly penned. I feel the ache of your words…I know them.

Thanks fellow writers for your kind words
🙏

“She was there until she was gone”—Butterflies are free, like in the old seventies film.
And women are free as well, they may lite upon our branch for a few seconds…but we must not try to hold them.
They will come back if they wish.
Like this poem a lot, Neville.
j.

Hello Jacob, it is good to see you have joined the new gang .. and thanks tons for reaching out & considering my little but not so new scribble .. Indeed, many thanks indeed sir & wishing you well .. Neville 😎👍

Tremendous work, as always my friend.

It would seem a good place to sleep and not be bothered.
j.

Are you on your way to the shore for the last dip?

Fia,
I’m seventy-six years old and every one of us is headed to the same shore, I just hope the fish are biting…
Vol

Your writing always hits THE spot, Vol. Age or not, you have the sensitivity and expertise to find the right words every time you put quill to vellum! You never fail to bring emotion, guidance or humour, life experience to your writing. So and thus, dear sir, no finishing from you, please. If needs must, write fewer words but never stop.. I.. we.. all need you to keep moving, even if a little slower. Disagreeing with me is not an option 🙂

You are much admired by this amaretto soul. Remember, age is a matter of mind – if you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter. I echo Emma’s words. The emotion and humor you bring to an empty page is unparalleled in my book. Take care, my friend. You matter. I care!