I wonder if you realize what a great erotica poet you are, Peter? xx

Passionately penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Aww I hope it is not the last time. It’s a terrible feeling.

It is indeed an honour to be the very first to visit and leave their mark here sir Damian .. am under no illusion at all .. A fine read & no messin .. Message received loud n clear .. Neville 😎👍

The perfect description of that famous American Antichrist: Donald Trump. I feel for you all over there, your great nation being forced to change into a Fascist, Racist State. Great summary of your pain, Damien – you always write so expressively, never afraid to speak out! Take Care, Harriet-Jacqui, Communist Woke Hypercritical England.

Outstanding piece Damian. Can relate and I’m with you on all these points. Great!

Write on Damien. Creative and to the point. Precise even.
I have a family of all different sides of the political spectrum. We had to make a point
not to get overly heated in our group texts. I’m not loosing my loved ones over politics. If I feel
overly emotionally invested then I take a break from all news outlets. I’m not letting whoever is president Republican or Democrat ruin my day for 4 years or 8.
Unfortunately somehow it’s came to that for other families.

Sorry for the ramble!

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, NTD. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That it is on both accounts. Appreciate you.

Damian

There’s grief under the anger here—the ache of watching something familiar turn strange in your hands.
You don’t rant; you reckon, and that steady disappointment cuts deeper than any shout.

You’ve touched on what I refer to as “The Beast System”, and we are all guilty of supporting it. Our clothes on our backs and technology in our homes and gasoline in our cars and produce in the grocery store are all brought to us by usury & exploitation of third world populations, natural environments, and the illusion of false scarcity. I don’t judge any political affiliations or religious viewpoints because we are ALL guilty, regardless of how we choose to see it or word it and I love the accountability you are taking in this piece. Do we even recognize society at-large these days, even in comparison to the recent past? You are eloquently pointing out why we here in the West can’t have nice things, creating some cool rhymes & flow in the process.

Most appreciative, Damian!

I’ve lost family and friends to this terrible time with the colostomy bag in chief. It seems there are those who simply can’t respect the idea to disagree and let it be. They’re almost violently adamant that we’re the corrupt ones who need indoctrination. And when we refuse to drink the Kool-aid, they turn on us. I disagree with their beliefs, but unless they get nasty, I just don’t engage on the subject with them. It is hard when someone you’ve known and respected for your whole life turns on you over this situation. It makes me sad to think of their realization dawning when time ends for them and they’re forced to witness their wrongs. And what they threw away because of it. Nothing about this situation is good. Too much loss, on so many levels. I’m feeling the sadness and frustration in this one, my friend

I was drawn to this because of the Title. It got me hooked.

It’s taken me by surprise though. I didn’t expect it to be about a relationship falling apart.

But it is very well written and I admire your inner strength throughout the stanzas.

You are excellent at describing a messy and difficult situation. x

Beautifully penned, Adel. What an amazing expression of your love for Mark, this is a lovely write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is beautifully written.I’m happy I inspired you o write one for him. ;))

Love letters are a form of showing emotions and ow can you be late showing or experiencing love. We truly believe the first o to the trough eats fast and gets full fast. We think slow love is eternal satisfying, never late, or bloating. great piece of love here Lady

Despite all my bullshit, I am a sucker for romance. I wish you 2 all the happiness and luck in the world.

~~~
Every mile, every hour
you live within my breath,
a steady pulse that anchors me
when distance stretches thin

Your words move through my days
like soft February weather,
a hush of rain that touches me
with the warmth of being wanted

And on the nights you feel alone,
I feel the echo of it too
Two hearts leaning across the dark
trying to meet in the middle

So tonight I’m answering
the love you sent on paper
with love requited onto parchment
-The way my heart never stutters
My dedicated heart
turns like a lantern toward you
casting its quiet devotion
across the miles between us

I send you gentle dreams
of moonlit windows and open skies
Where the night curves softly
around the shape of your name
And if the stars have traveled
fifty‑one years to find you
then I’ll follow their bright trail
until it leads me to your door

Because every line you wrote
found a home inside me
and now, with deliberate hands
I’m sending you love upon parchment,
where it can be kept
pressed tightly to your heart.
~~~

I love you Del. Thank you for the poem! You are incredible in so many ways. And I am so fortunate.

You, my dear, deserve the best I can be. I won’t stop trying to keep your smile going. Sickness and in health, yaknow?!

OH! This is a goody to go with my taco and tea.

I just loved this. The sheer lyrical imagery danced in my heart as I read. I could feel the playful and oh so passionate joy here. This is what I love about poetry. When a person of your gift writes poetry that makes me want to dance on clouds.

John