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    Different Spin

    Too many faces are only memories now Not so clear anymore on all the stories It seems time closed the door somehow Running off the fumes of passing glories   Innocent witness being lead to slaughter Blood laced misery saturates murky water   Silence eats slowly on...

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    • “Silence eats slowly on words never,” said. Damn that is the truth, Nice Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Very truthful line, indeed. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have that effect on some women. lol. I talk and they have literally told me it’s too early, my wife still does say it sometimes. lol. You have a great day as well. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Not enough time when we are living in the good times. When they are over it makes us feel alone. Great ink.

    • I swear, time is a traitor & the mind is it’s accomplice. And what we don’t say weighs more than all the memories. You go right ahead on & express yourself at any hour. I get told all the time “it’s too early” for me. I refuse to live on somebody else’s clock. Thats the beautiful thing about poetry…it isn’t on a timer. As always, your words resonate, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is all of that, time, it truly does call the balls and strikes. But, I march to a different beat. It is a wonderful thing, poetry has kept me from having a nervous breakdown. I’m sure of it. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Lately, I remember someone that I hadn’t thought of in decades. Or, I see a face in another face and can’t put a name to who they looked like. I’m terrible with faces. I had my mother’s sewing machine after she died. My sister wanted it and told me she was sending her husband to pick it up. I knew Bill. I was at their wedding. He was at family getogethers (mostly funerals but a couple holiday). My doorbell rang and I opened it up. I looked in his eyes and asked, “Can I help you?” Of course his response was, “I’m Bill?” I don’t know where my head was at that day. Good write. I have to try some shorter ones. Mine just runaway on me.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Paula. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve had moments like that, believe me. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • SpotLight - Damian DeadLove

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R3QlgtJUdCI&t=2s

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    • Wow, that’s awesome. What a sexy voice, Damian. Cool idea too.

      • Thanks so much for listening, DK. Glad you enjoyed the interview my friend. I have bass in my voice, lol. So I’m told anyway. It was all Fia’s idea to record it, I thought it was cool as well. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • That was so much fun. Thank you for the interview, Damian

    • I think these are so cool. Everyone likes to be heard, and everyone has a story. It was also a great idea for you to be the final interview. Protest poetry haha. Maybe anarchy poetry? Plenty of subjects this world has.

      • Thanks so much for listening, Nick. Everyone does love to be heard, and most writer’s including me love to talk. lol. A million subjects out there. Thanks for the support my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I’m so glad this one made it’s showing. I was going to ask whose page it was gonna end up on but ya beat me to it. It needs to be here! Man behind the questions. And now a new chapter begins? Who’s next, my friend?

      • Thanks so much for listening and your kind words, Willow. So glad you enjoyed the interview my friend. Fia, was cool with it being presented with the others. I’m glad it’s here as well. Time will soon tell. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • The Proverbial Middle Finger

    Death clouds irritate a parched skyHuman parasites feast on liquid goldDismantled a dream with a blatant lieWorld keeps falling as hate takes hold Onward towards the spiritual divideImpossible to sit on the fence foreverLackluster jesters swallow their pride While the king...

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    • Reminds me that Tom Petty quote “I did it because I had no choice’. Some of us poets just are built to write.

      Great ink

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Huge respect for, Petty. To quote Lemmy Kilmister: “I’m not qualified to do anything else.” Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Superb work. You nailed it.

    • Creativity is the proverbial finger…Nice.

    • What Nick said is pretty spot on. We write because to do otherwise destroys us to some degree. We give it the middle finger because that’s all we can do. Point out the hypocrisy, the hatred, the corruption & the willful blindness in the only means open to us. Somebody asked me recently “Yeah, but aren’t you just preaching to the choir?” I’m always mindful of the fact that words are a wave…once released, who knows where they’ll stop? So yeah, keep bringing it, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It’s our voice, to not use it brings aggravation for sure. We writers are pretty good at detecting bullshit. To quote the late great, Lemmy Kilmister: “I will keep doing it, because I’m not qualified to do anything else.” Appreciate you.

        Damian

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