Damian DeadLove

PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) wrote a new post

• 5 months ago

April 10th — The Night the Cats Take the World Back

Poetry

April 10, 2026

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April 10th begins the moment the sun gives up. Not sunset, no, that’s too polite. This is a surrender, a quiet folding of light as the neighbourhood prepares for its true rulers to wake. Because on the 10th, every cat in the neighbourhood remembers its lineage. They rise from porches, from cardboard...

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- Fia Naturie
  5 months ago
  
  Par that opening is so cool. The moment the sun gives up..wish I thought of that. like the poem.
  - PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)
    5 months ago
    
    Thanks, appreciate you!
- Visions_of_Insanity
  5 months ago
  
  Wicked ass cats! Stay away. Humans don’t have 9 lives like they do. Cats are spooky and mysterious. This piece is well thought out and fun to read. Great poem my friend
  - PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)
    5 months ago
    
    Big hug to you, Keith.
- Damian DeadLove
  5 months ago
  
  Beautifully penned, PAR. Into the book it belongs! Another excellent write with magnificent storytelling my friend. This is an amazing read and I really love how you nailed the personality of our feline counterparts. Awesome series brother. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
  - PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)
    5 months ago
    
    This April sequence is meking me very happy indeed. Appreciate you, brother.
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 5 months ago

April 10th — The Night of Running Cats and Star Eyes

April 10th begins at dusk.
It is not a daytime day.
It belongs to the hour
when the sky bruises purple
and the first streetlamp flickers
like a nervous prophet.

This is the night
when all the cats in the neighbourhood
wake up from their daylight disguises
and remember who they t…Read More

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Brandon Houser wrote a new post

• 5 months ago

Dancing On Words (Not Mine)

Poetry

April 9, 2026

8

To dance in the shadowswhere the current hums.Dancing to watch the fire risein a pen whose words are not mine.Yet I write.......And with each strokethe page is lava.The page is a strangerI will never touch.But still I write.......The pen...

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8 Comments
- Damian DeadLove
  5 months ago
  
  Powerfully penned, Brandon. Excellent write my friend. Sometimes all you can do is enjoy the ride when it comes to writing. I can relate. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
  - Brandon Houser
    5 months ago
    
    Thanks Damian! Happy Friday to you!
- Fia Naturie
  5 months ago
  
  This is good Brandon. I love seeing how people write about the pen and paper experience.
  - Brandon Houser
    5 months ago
    
    I appreciate that! How many times have any of us sit and looked at something we wrote and were gobsmacked wondering where it came from?
- Willow
  5 months ago
  
  I love the repetition of “I write” in this. It highlights each of the longing thoughts perfectly. Much enjoyed!
  - Brandon Houser
    5 months ago
    
    Thank you 🙂
- Adelphina
  5 months ago
  
  Sometimes it flows and sometimes it’s a struggle.
  I appreciate the honesty in this!
  Enjoyed the read.
  - Brandon Houser
    5 months ago
    
    Thank you! 🙂
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• 5 months ago

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Curly Grace posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 5 months ago

Pouring Emotions

Streaming tears
down my face,
ever flowing
not from sadness
nor grief.

A frenzy you created
within my body,
immense emotions flying,
overwhelming me
with nowhere to go
but to trickle down
my cherry-red cheeks.

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- Curly Grace
  5 months ago
  
  © 2011
- redzone
  5 months ago
  
  Curly Grace, the poem emotionally exquisite, the art wonderful. A very fitting day 9 of Poetry month
  - Curly Grace
    5 months ago
    
    Thank you, Redzone. That’s really kind of you to say. I’m glad the emotion landed the way it needed to.
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