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Read More“Greenish yellow. All ghosts wear clothes of this colour.” Frida Kahlo Sunrise over a Christmas market, somewhere, tinsellitis in hollows of a church bell. knells the beauty of the cancer coming. Black-coal morning, flames in the hearth are the same fire which burns haunted houses down. All...
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. A very heartfelt write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Chère C.,
Yes, heartfelt (says Damian), and I won’t disagree.
I sincerely hope that you’ll encounter things that makes your heart stay.
You deserve it!
Love your writes.
Warm regards, Gus
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Read MoreMy body is a sunken mausoleum. Within is a ghostly spirit who's restless. Sunken as my once youthful plump cheeks. Within is a reticent tongue that lashes no more. Youthful blushes replaced by the cold purple of twilight. The twilight...
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Life has taken all the youth from you. Sad piece. But done well
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This is a touching dark and sad, but as always beautifully written piece, dear Daniel!
To me, wrinkles are first of all a sign of a life that has been lived. Shared joy and enthusiasm, and the hardships which came with new opportunities to grow, as well.-
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As always, vielen dank! I’m still young but I feel sad and alone. Writing is my only way to vent now.
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Read MoreI was wandering through a forest of skeletal trees and the misty vagueness of life when the flamelight of the candle in my hand was overmatched by the dawning sun that has illuminated a once dark world. As if my heart's compass...
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Fia Naturie posted in the group ”BACK TO POETRY BASICS”
Here is the Eye’s Open sonnet. Thank you, Richard, for helping me understand the nuances of a sonnet
Was born with eyes wide-open on that day,
to be prepared for seeing every truth …
not wanting to offend in any way,
for what had happened up there on the roof.While holding onto pasts, like in a box …
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Nice
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Beautifully rendered, Fia
You make sharing and teaching a distinct pleasure.
Thank you for always joining-in and inspiring us! ⁓ Richard-
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Thank you
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“KLINK!”
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Outstanding. Few can grasp the rungs you swing from.
This is so dirty Chicago snow -write.
A cramped city, trying to eke out some sort of heat from it.
Poem of the month, if they did that here.