hello dearest ME I myself don’t know where my poems come from this a great glance into your soul ❤️

Thank you, Damian! Highly appreciated “)

This is a hell of a write, my friend — very powerful; but I see a typo, I think, when you wrote, “In a battle of write and earse” when I believe that last word should be “erase,” yes?

Also, you may not be aware of the big LISTEN button that now lives on this page and no doubt many more of yours as well as many others who labour but are not aware of our unwanted AI reader who has hitch-hiked on the work of everyone who has not attached the #excludetx tag to their work.

This is quite mind-blowing.

I admire the punchy and reflective lines through each stanza.

I can sense this is a personal piece, it describes an emotional journey taking place.

It is enlightening and tragic at the same time.

A pleasure to take in. x

Thank you, Keith! Highly appreciated. “)

That carries a stark rhythm, the triple negation (“no man shall endure nor beast”) gives it a biblical, almost covenantal tone. The phrase “monstrous loneliness” works well because it personifies isolation as something with appetite and form. Appreciate you.

A great mystery unfolds. The nature of the muse.
Regards James

Captivating .. and most original .. I was hooked and played fairly and squarely from one end to the very other .. Indeed, I am glad I felt compelled to check in & stop by .. All Good Things and write on brother M.E .. Neville 😎👍

It’s pieces like this gives food for thought, they seem to relate and then they don’t. Tight work dude

I do enjoy the back-and-forth of a conversation. The last line made me say, “Aww.”

Cleverly penned, ME. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thank you my friend! I appreciate it “)

I like that! Indeed it was both best and worst times. Thank you so much! “)

This is much different than mainstream and I like it. Well written.

This feels like intimacy remembered through frost — awkward, tender, human as hell.
The beauty is in the fractures: jokes, longing, missed timing, love that never quite learned how to land.
Quietly devastating, and honest enough to sting.