Powerfully penned, Fia. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write my friend, I felt the sting of your words. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

We do what we must. Well, the good ones do! Like you.
Speak your words, Fia. Take a bow and some praise. It ain’t easy out there. Luckily you’ve discovered the therapy of ceative writing. It DOES help. It can save souls, if we trust ourselves to focus on hope.
Wonderful, uplifting write my dear.

Man. I can relate to this. Not just myself but with my friends and family.
There is no telling where I’d be without my mom. She is my rock.
So empowering!! Thank you for posting !!

The kids are everything. And if they’re not…something ain’t right. Felt this one in my maternal DNA.

Whatever it takes!

Life can be cruel and unfair, so I thank God for mothers like this. It is my great hope that their sacrifices will be rewarded–if not in this life, then the next.

Life is a fight. You have invoked a great feeling of grit and determination.
Regards James

I felt this deep in my marrow. Your dedication to those children renewed my faith in humankind. The struggle to keep your children fed and housed moved my heart deeply. This is truly one of your very best poems. It speaks to me of a mother’s love and her oh so protective spirit t keep her children safe, healthy, and well. This is much more than a poem it is a living breathing testament to a mother’s love. I loved this so much.

John

Sugar skulls and dragons, haha that is a piece.

This is wild and intoxicating! It’s like a fantastical flight through desire, danger, and celebration all at once. An exploration of the tension between freedom and restraint, beauty and ferocity. The title even makes me think of those sugar marshmallow pops…sweet, colorful, and totally irresistible–mirroring how the poem balances whimsy with intensity.

Just the write amount of spookyness for the run up to All Hallows Eve .. and if I’m not mistaken a teensy taste of gentle & most tasteful sensualness too .. Very nice indeed Ma’am .. Neville 😎👍

Beautifully penned, Adel. Into the book it belongs! Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Look at you becoming a regular! What!
Hey, don’t forget who has hooked you up pretty good with Pandora stuff! Yeah, the guy with all the dragon tatts. LOL
I’m so glad that you’re taking some time to post in here. This one (and the summary, grrrr. LOL) is a fantastical read with oodles of imagery filling our brains. Clever and well thought out, lover.
We can’t neglect our writing! It’s our first bonding!

Did you just type the word oodles!! Hahahaha
That is so cute!! Guess what. I love you oodles!! Hehehe
Thanks for the love big sexy!

I love your dragon tatts. You have oodles! Hahaha. I’m so funny:)

MWA!!!

Ooohhh!! Hahaha. Speechless right now. 😅

I don’t remember this one? It’s awesome! I like the liberation that it implies, because creative writing is indeed a form of freedom. This is a very strong write, Del. I can see why you love it so. As do I!
I’m so happy to see you posting in here. As some others are as well, I’m sure!
Smooch!

Yeah, I think I posted it on DUP before you were there. It was one of those writes that wrote itself.
I had the title. Just needed to write it. Thanks for you snaps on this write:)
You are wonderful:). Smooch!

Beautifully penned, Adel. Excellent write, again your imagery is crisp and precise. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hey Damian! Thank you. I’m trying to be online more. It’s been a busy year.
Thank you for stopping by. It is appreciated!

I love how this poem blends cosmic imagery with the deeply personal act of creation. The idea of writing with stars, leaving luminous fingerprints on an infinite slate, beautifully captures the timelessness and universality of poetry. It feels both expansive and grounded, as if the cosmos and the earth are woven together through the poet’s words.

Sometimes when I listen to music it gives me images and I was listening to The Black Keys the song was called Little Black Submarines. It inspired everything for this write!

Thank you for such a wonderful comment

I’ve honestly have only watched the first episode of Stranger Things. but your poem stands powerfully on its own. The imagery is so vivid and eerie, it feels like a story in itself.

Wow this is dark. I remember the show. Nicely written.

What! Of course you should’ve been made! All of my bad luck, you are my salvation!
You don’t write “dark” much. But obviously you can when it hits ya. The plethora of details within the write make it full, like a bag of candy when trick or treating. (That black cat I saw a few weeks ago was right outside my front door this evening!).
Haunting write, my Morticia,LOL.

Hahahaha. There’s your word plethora!! You crack me up up.
Me a good luck charm? I feel a pandora charm coming on hehehehe
And you can’t take it back. I’m still your salvation but you have to take me shopping for girl stuff!
Thank you lover !!

Powerfully penned, Adel. Excellent write my friend, this one has darker tones. I dig it. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hey there amigo. It’s the month of Halloween!
Now is the time for darker writes:)
I’m going to indulge in my dark side for a minute. lol

Thanks for the snaps on this write!