lol, My nightmare book report was Silas Marner. I remember those days of summer that were stolen from us.

Oh, thank God! For a moment I thought this would be some dry learned lecture, then the first verse got me chuckling. When Ishmael asked the others to call him, I just howled and my wife came back here and asked me what was wrong. I told her, “I’ll just have to read this to you.” So I did, and we both roared with laughter all the way through. Thank you so much for this one, Jake. We really needed that. You have any more like this? I can go put on the popcorn!

Cleverly penned, Jacob. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Tim this is very dark great write ❤️

Wow! The whole write is moving but the line about having her wings plucked and her breath made off with, great metaphors for death. You have a great talent mister!

I like how the poem casts Caligula -a figure known for cruelty -into a haunting, reflective presence. I feel intrigued and a little unsettled: his brutal history seeps through with a mild, almost playful sadism, yet the poem channels that darkness into a tender, romantic meditation on desire, resilience, and the quiet power of love. Beautiful.

Passionately penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you D

Effective personal storytelling through historical abstractions. Your words are both sharp and tender. Always glad to see you posting here.

Reading this, I thought of the pulse of an olive whispering to the pimento.

Your words are so enticing and enchanting. This splays me into a midnight forest walk and feeling the breath of moonlight as tattoo. Exquisite.

I absolutely love the image of “feeling the breath of moonlight as a tattoo.” That’s such a striking, exquisite way to describe that feeling of deep connection. Thank you, Rob. I appreciate your thoughts.

Beautifully done, Romaj. Each line sings and comes to life through the images you describe.

Favorite line
Ferns unfurled like emerald flames,

Beautifully penned, Roma. Excellent write my friend, with such colorful imagery. You know how to paint a picture with your words. Appreciate you.

Damian

I love reading poems like this. Full of vivid color and storytelling. I’m a huge fan of anime. The good stuff.
I love how it plays with your mind and brings dream alive. Truly enjoyed the read:)

Such marvelous detail in your wording & delivery. Nicely said.

That’s very good Tim….very good

Thanks very much, Peter.

Beautifully penned, Tim. Sensational imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

hi dearest Tim I loved the imagery ❤️

I like how the poem captures the restless, whimsical dance of leaves…it’s vivid and alive. I feel a shiver reading it, both from its beauty and the fluttering imagery– of moths (which terrifies me! Lol ), yet it’s utterly stunning. The gentle, swirling cadence and the soft rhymes make the poem feel as airy and unpredictable as the leaves themselves, perfectly echoing their flight.

The dance of the leaves as they pirouette to the ground is such a welcomed sight to see. Beautiful capture of such a wonder of nature. Good to see you here, Tim!