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Read MoreFunny how I do feel like a pawn,before this now setting dawn.Each day over before it has begun,eclipsed by a forever waning sun. Just another creature of the night,sealed in tight within the write,treading water in all of this ink,struggling...
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This poem gives me a feeling that the writer is tired but will continue their plight on putting words on the page. Nice;))
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Powerfully penned, LDF. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Read MoreG i r l ⁓Flows slowly smooth, cool crystal rills,chaste wonders form a young girl's truth.Ripples flowing, sun’s spark’ling glints …pure innocence ~ sweet thoughts of youth.Softly satin, her innocence,through eyes that tenderness conveys;thoughts...
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This is sweet. You capture innocence seen on a young girl from a males pov. Enjoyed this
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Thank you sincerely, Fia 🌾
I’m so very pleased you found favor and enjoyment in this poetically masculine version of a few moments in a young girl’s blossoming.
Your words inspire me.
Hugs ‘n happy blessings! ⁓ Richard🍃
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Read MoreCall of Skulls I have been reading the obituaries, lately, morbid perhaps. I also walk through Pilgrim Cemetery, at night, the place where my father’s tomb is, the place where his father’s tomb is. My grandfather was a World War II Veteran, buried with the...
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Dear S.
Oddly, this poem made me hopeful. I don’t even know why. Maybe this; I know you worked well and hard to make this poem and while you were doing it, you may have felt it relieve your sorrow and emptiness. Am I wrong? If I’m lucky, when I’m low and have the freedom to write, if I’m not put upon by some duty or demand and I find few words to write, it frees me a bit from my palatable discord. Is this it?
Thanks for writing this.
Jim