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    Silk Darkness

    Darkness laid gentlyacross willing eyes—not absence,but invitation. The world narrowsto breath and nearness,to the soft geographyof another presence. Sight steps aside.Other senses riselike quiet conspiratorsin the night. A whisper becomes flame.A fingertip becomes thunder.The air itselfseems to lean closer. Without the tyranny of...

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    Gemmed Poetry

    Beneath this jeweled infinity,these gems breathe eons—a vast, star-stitched tapestryunfurls its radiance in poetry. A river of fire scorches the dark,amber veins do dream,as if creation yells from whispersin its earliest confessional vow. Violet mist rises in astonishment,curls through forgotten thoughtstrying...

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    Inkblade

    Upon an endless paper plain,the sword leans—half blade, half quill.Black ink falls like dark tears,gravity grieves in its remembrance. Each drop forms a kanji—unwritten yet complete;the keen edge hums calligraphic,penned silence within this violence. Strike and poem share one stroke—both wound...

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    • Fantastic. Oh! I love the blade.

    • Powerfully penned, S. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • 孤独なトンボ Kodokuna tonbo ≽༏≼
      (Lonely Dragonfly)

      The mind is touched, sad emotions softly whispered unto, your diction, Dear Poetess, lends a tale of long ago … yet, ever-present in the Samurai heart’s core ‘n eternal soul ~ his katana.
      And, ohhh, you’ve sang it’s poignant timbre as a true Onna-Bugeisha, who always spoke her power equally by virtue of ebony kanji or blooded tanto.

      The rhythm ‘n flow of your Free Verse Quatrains dance above the page, as though transporting us into those feudal moments of yore … the magick hallmark of a master poetess’ pen.

      I strived to highlight a word, a line, a verse for you … alas, all conspired to create the whole of exact poetical symmetry – your artwork choice in sheer perfection.

      I gratefully bow 🥋 … thank you, Dear S. Libellule ⁓ Richard ⛩️

    • The soul of a samurai rendered into a pome of compelling wonder. You have the spirit of Japan written with the Zen of a poet who can translate a culture and a place and its people into poetry that resounds like koto music in the night.

      John

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    Glacier Blue and Petaled Pink

    Glacier Blue and Petaled Pink A Tetralogy of Transpacific Reflection I. Rockied Reverie Mountains breathe in cold syllables—each ridge a hymnal of ascent.Pines groom the sky with dark fingers,their needles provoke an ancient hush. Rivers rehearse such silver recitations,tongues of melt translate stone.Light...

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    • I must say, I really like the new style you are writing in. This is so peaceful and reflective

    • Beautifully penned, S. Crisp imagery and an excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Libellule, this is hands down the best travel poem I have ever read. You do much more than illustrate you dig deep into the emotional journey in a way that is sheer awe inspiring to read. Many can take the journey but few that paint both the scenes and emotions in such a deeply passionate and grand way. I am enthralled by the way your lyrical poetics spill across the screen as I read. Truly a masterpiece of travelers poetry.

      John

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    Bound Silence

    Bound Silence Silk breath meets shadow’s thread,knots bloom like quiet blossoms—each loop a question of surrender,each crossing, an unseen trust. The body becomes a line drawn in air,a calligraphy of stillness;every curve remembers wind,every bind teaches patience. In tension, there is music...

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    • Once I got passed the delicious picture I found something even better….your words.
      Terrific 👍

    • We read this offline and don’t know why but but we thought of Casketsharpe, not really your norm. We thought erotic at first but changed our mind preference/acceptance, tight

    • Passionately penned, S. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • You are a true poet in every sense of the word. This is so well written I felt it deep my soul. This is the perfect sensual poem that goes deep into the emotion the woman with tender and powerful depth of passion. No one does this better than you.

      John

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