The presents but the thinest wisp between future and past, and only vagabond and gypsy souls seem to live life as it is.

Well done 🌼

Ahhh, Dear Green 🌿

With every creative word your knowing hand, heart, and mind lays upon the page, a lasting part of your spirit is imbued within it, and an entire work of artful imagery, emotion, and metaphorical magic fashions a litany of life that will breathe for eternity, in the annals of poetic wonderment.

And, to physically preserve these works of wonderment, publish them, that they will be held in the eyes, hearts, and hands of those who will survive and keep you and your unique writings alive for as long as they shall live, for as long as the Government Copyright Archives exist, along with every worldwide personal and public library, and every bookseller around the globe.

You’ll always be “her” and “here”, Dear Poetess, within my poetic heart, mind, and soul.
Paint-on and write-on, and keep that golden pen filled ‘n ready … we need your vibrant words forevermore! ⁓ Richard🖌

I do so admire good Free Verse, and this is definitely “good”. 🍷

Girl…mic drop! 🎤

Not sure how to edit a submission, but somehow, in internet madness, the pen ultimatum stanza was omitted. As if anyone gives a fuck!

submarines tightly knotted in our gulf

diving for my very existence

when I should have been diving for pearls

This sounds like the pain he felt was caused by her not caring. You cared more so you wrote about it. Nicly penned.

It’s good to read your material again. Some writers whack me upside the head with their weighty words. And I don’t mind a bit. It makes me think. It makes me curious. That’s the best drug to me: Curiosity. So thank you for feeding us this drug of yours.

Thank you Fia. In a nutshell, your interpretation is correct

Cheers Mark. I miss ‘chatting’ to the likes of Gary and your good self. For some reason (prob my IT incompetence) I can’t expand my messages on here. I’ll send my email.

Dear R,

The desolation of being the person who loves more with little, or worse, no return affection is the curse of the one damned for eternity. Having been there this write is very impactful. H🌷

so sorry to read this resonates. beyond cyber madness I send the greatest hug. oo, you get to smell my latest aftershave too. sauvage. lol

Flying free into the unknown. I like this

this makes me think of the song Free Falling love this 💕