It is a bit musical. I wish for a better day, each and every day. That deer lost in headlights is so true

I agree.

Thank you for putting it into words so eloquently.

Got my foot tapping away from the off to the end and back again .. Nice one too sir . Neville

Damian the fire in the eyes of those zealous followers of the pied piper elevated to guru status is painted in your poem with fire and smoke. Truly a smoking great poem that is as strong emotionally as it is rhythmically. You have real talent my friend.

John

I don’t think I’ve seen subterfuge used in poetry before and you made it fit and feel perfect.
I think many of us are feeling the same way, especially with the way the world is going.
Excellent write sir.

Ahh but the mind is a fearsomely powerful weapon we often use against ourselves. Thank you, Peter

I never thought I’d be one to age gracefully. When I was young I thought for sure I’d fight it tooth and claw. But here I am, looking backwards and smiling forward. I don’t know what the days will bring, but I know what the years have brought. I’ll face them with a cup of something hot and a determination to make the best of them. Thank you, my friend

Thank you, Thomas 😊

It took a lot of years and scars to arrive at this place. I imagine there will be more scars before I finish my journey. But I don’t mind the dents as long as I know I lived to the best of my ability. I’m rolling up on 58 myself and suddenly 60 doesn’t look that old anymore. Thank you, Tim

hello dearest Tim lust can be all consuming…the soul moveable but untouchable like smoke… I love you review thank you graciously ❤️

Nice! Enticing and not tacky at all. This is pure poetry, Crims. You did a great job with it. And what a pleasure to read it.

Passionately penned, Brenda. An amazing write my friend. Nicely done per usual. Appreciate you.

Damian