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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write that gives me Robert Johnson vibes my friend. He is involved in everything especially politics and Hollywood. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you dearest Damian in my thoughts I always think I was at the rebellion and I had a choice then to leave with Lucifer of be born human to be tested and die…in my mind he comes around sometimes to mock my mortality…I always answer him the same that Hollywood and Politics are his favorite places to be…for the most part these distract him but there are times he acutally struggles with thoughts I appreciate your thoughts it does remind me of a meeting at the crossroads ❤️
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It’s the journey and the mystique of your vibes that always
keep this reader enthralledMuch respect
Naaj
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I don’t even know where to start with this one. There’s so much depth to it, and quiet emotion that unwinds in a shout. Incredible, Brenda 🧡
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hello beautiful Willow thank you for feeling the emotion here it is indeed deep….this goes back to before the angel rebellion we all there some of us chose to born human to be tested God didn’t ever want another conflict…Lucifer feels a lot of guilt but he travels with an entourage and distracts himself in politics and Hollywood…on my end is torment knowing deep down he regrets what he did…I deeply appreciate your thoughts ❤️
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Christopher wrote a new post
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Erotic Gardener…That is a good name. Your poem gives me a subtle invitation in the beginning without saying it out right till the end what the tree was.
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Adds a whole new dimension to “grow-your-own” – I’ll remember your little gem next time I “grow-my-own” on the allotment!
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Hoi hoi!
Love your poem to bits.My love and I have an allotment garden for 10 years.
But I never heard of earth day before.I planted an acer in my son’s garden on the 22nd.
What a find, this poem of yours on earth day where everything comes together
Talking bout a secret garden!
Kind regards, Gus
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Not Really Mine…
as passion spills from my pen…
I show him what I’ve written
ask if I should share…
or keep it hiddenhe quietly demures…
shakes his head and says…
he would not censure my words
that I own my verseI smile and sigh
knowing the truth deep inside
without him…
these little love notes…
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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
Shadow Haunting
don’t look at her
she’s not at her best just now
it isn’t the disheveled hair
or the worn out sweats she’s wearing
but if you study her appearance
you’ll see the struggle in her bearingin the way her eyes slide sideways
a magnetic repulsion effect
slipping away from any chance meeting
guarded…
there’s no safety…Read More2 Comments-
True enough, sometimes you just want to melt into the woodwork, disappear into the shadows, hide from the world or, perhaps someone particular. Someone who has hurt you. Then too, often it’s the opposite. The need to be seen, to be acknowledged as a human being. Not as an object or in a negative way, but seen for who you truely are, whole,…Read More
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Crimsin I love how you interwoven this with politics. “Should I die also so that you may live” that is deep