Thank you’ I will not let death become me, until the grim reaper reads my rites.

I think you did well writing about the siren and showing that they are not evil. I like the flow of this piece.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Could feel these words my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

There is true and honest pain here, so palpable I can almost touch it.

A powerful piece written with heart blood. An empath can feel what is Hidden behind the words. Vibrations speak louder and clearer than words. Great work Fia!

One of the hardest things is trying to help and being pushed away.

Great ink, friend.

Thank you, Nick;))

So true. I can write it down…to give me release for the moment at hand. But somethings live on forever. You can’t delete it. I wish I could. Oh no! Another thought coming on!!!

I just wrote Edit My Life after writing my comment.

It seems that a lot of times, when I comment on someone’s work, the way I relate turns into my own next submission.

Thanks

I feel this. The weight of another persons sorrow. A moving piece.
Kind regards
James

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Your words pulled on these old heartstrings my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Your words have a way of slicing below the surface, to the core. The last two lines remind me of the lyrics, “ it’s better to burn out than it is to rust”. Keep shining, my friend.

I sincerely hope to meet you on the other side!

thank you graciously dearest Gus for feeling me so deeply it’s appreciated 💕

Interesting how you go to one time period to the other.

Dear R,

Fantastic blend of dreamscape and lively activities. The flirty and suggestive atmosphere throughout is a very hot ticket. I really liked how you worked in all the references of different movies and forms of dancing. For me, I never knew there could be such a level of passion, especially in the written word. Fabulous write. H 🌷

Fia, thank you.

H. your presence here is a pleasure to the poetry world. I simply genuflect at your kind and caring soul x