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Fia Naturie posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
Here is Guillotine bi-trillets
The ring of steel bells. beckons us to hell
The audience ignores the sound
Multiple bodies hit the groundThe chiming goes on, sings a restless song
Unrelenting sorrowful tears
The heart shutters to stop in fearHope is so far gone, whispered please at dawn
Guillotine swinging in the sun
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I love abandoned buildings and urbex, places that have personality & soul. It really makes you think about all the stories and feelings that haunt those rooms long settled into stillness and the quiet noise of slow decay, so much like those old folks now mostly forgotten.
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Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write my friend, your choice in accompaniment fit your words nicely. You have an ear for it in fact. Nicely done as always. I dig this a lot. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Willow, I hardly know what to say. It is a great honor to have something named for me. I am doubly pleased that it is a decaying old thing which — no, this is not an insult!– that it creaks, with unspoken stories and strangely unseen secrets; the wind does whistle through my cracked windows, my friend, and curiosity still burns with undying heat. another story is always waiting. Yes, you couldn’t have painted a better picture of me with a camera. Thank you for this lovely, lovely gift!
FD
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Such a heartfelt write that pulled at these old heartstrings my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Writing helps, remembering happy thoughts are healthy, suppressing afraid of darkened pain is a negative. Be healthy Lady and never forget, just don’t live in the pain
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twofiftythree posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
bi-trillets attempt. this one wasn’t easy for me…never do well when rhymin is involved.
endless night confession
breathe in the black smoke, love feels like a joke
the nights we wasted tasted strange
cheap liquor kiss, dirty exchangeyou were my worst itch, struck like a kill switch
old barroom lungs in borrowed light
we swore we’…Read More-
A brilliant submittal, Syr Dru

Congratulations on another successfully excellent effort in displaying such admirable skill in the true essence and grasp of that which is conveyed in these earnestly shared teaching sessions.
Your poetic potential is second to none … this piece is spot-on in every sense of the phrase: meter, poetic voice, i…Read More
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I wonder if we are readin the same poem. I really expected this one to get marked up with a red pen on all the places I went wrong. I appreciate your input and the lessons you’re providin. I’ll agree with you on fixin the rhyme so I’ll add the s to pain. but you’re gonna have to pry my lowercase letters and lack of punctuation from my cold dead ha…Read More
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