Powerful stuff Fia

Fantastic work. Powerful writing.

Heartfelt in a new way

“The liver
The spleen
Rip out the intestines
Making me his queen”

Amazing writing Fia.

Nice and dark Fia. I love the candy corn colored sky emerges line.
Death takes its bride one organ at a time. Sounds like horror to me and a good one for the halloween season. 🙂

Hauntingly penned, Fia. Look at you writing horror, excellent write my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Violent imagery & language apropos for an October horror film marathon. I’ve got some catching up to do, fer sure. Thanks for holding it down here at Stars Rite. Much appreciated!

Honest, morbid and great wording. A gorgeous piece, dear Fia!

It builds with a violent intensity.
Very apt for Halloween. But also death is always with us. All year round. You poem is very truthful.
Regards James

Your reflections on this conversation with death are the stuff of great poetry. Your poem is deeply felt and strong in imagery that is as poetic as it is strong. Truly a great poem.

John

hello beautiful Fia powerful dark here but empowering too ❤️

This had me moving. The riff is good, and the music went well with it.

Powerfully penned, Drieks. You’re an incredible lyricist my friend. Your arrangements always fit your words tightly. Excellent work.. Appreciate you.

Damian

Oh Lordy! You’ve done it again.
It’s like you know what melody/hook to use depending on the tone of the lyrics.
Where to emphasize your message. I listened to this when you posted but didn’t know how to reply.
I was at a loss of words! That is rare! Hahaha
Much respect chica!
Keep killing it!

Thank you! ❤️

You’re a beast at this thing Lady, to freaking Tight

This i awesome. I somehow talked Fia into getting a Spoken Word group going (actually, I kind of bamboozled her into it). HER wants to join and she suggested we get Willow and you as well. After listening to this, I feel really out of my league. I’m a lifelong entertainer, but mostly in theater. When I started writing for performance, I had no music, just me, so that’s what I’ve been doing. But you would bring some real class to the group, and if we do this right, we can build something outstanding for all of us. Interested?

Hey, what happened to the audio? I sent a link to this page to a friend and he told me no song was here, so I came back — and it’s gone! Please put it back.

Ooohhh. This is good!
Loved take me in the dark so I can see the light
Enjoyed the snapshot lines.

Passionately penned, Fia. This write was fire my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

I feel that this is a calling out that we al can relate to, and be enthralled by. it’s an all consuming request that is determined and also inviting too. Like “give me that and I’ll give you this” type of trade. We write with emotions, so perhaps we look for emotions in return. Yeah?
Cool write, Fia.

Fia, I could feel the entreaty of the woman as she beseeched her lover to give her words. I do agree the right words can make for a magical night in our out of bed. This poem speaks to me in a way that I could feel. Very well done.

John

Oh yes! Tell me more…more…more!

“useful idiots prefer brutality” killer fuckin line. excellent write.

So relatable… nicely done

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I want music for this one. Currently I’m working on a song called, “Novocain.” The words are posted here on the site. I got the music laid out, got the growls recorded, trying to get a good vocal take on the verses and bridge. Which requires me to sing. lol. Glad to see you back! Appreciate you.

Damian

Brilliantly written socially critical text, dear Damien! You will definitely make a killer song out of it!

This is by far one of your best poems, Damian. Every stanza kicks ass. I like the Lennon reference and where you went with it. Great one!

Well this is strong! Like flexing on a page. It’s tight with its rhymes and meter, like a pro boxer hitting us with a thesaurus!
(damn, that’s a clever description, huh! LOL)
Powerful write, Damian. Golden gloves…

Thanks, Mary. Appreciate you.

Damian

Some people have no soul. The sad part is they thrive in their own filth. Great ink friend.

Enjoyed this poem immensely. From the rhymes, to the flow to the powerful message. Outstanding job Damian.

Thoroughly enjoyed from end to end .. No kiddin, write on brother .. Neville 😎👍

Fantastic work.

This is strong as straight vodka on the morning after the Bolshevik revolution in Russia. Very strong my friend. Truly a power tonic in this age of authoritarianism in America. You hit the bullseye. You are a master at writing song lyrics that rock my soul.

John

You know, there are times I wish you weren’t so nail on the head accurate. But these are dark days we’re entered into. Best to look them square in the eye. Brilliantly penned, my friend. Into the list it goes, as you say!