Hola! I wondered when you’d share more of your talent! Seems life is good with you Amiga 🌼

This is a beautiful take on playing the piano.

Beautifully penned, Adel. Into the book it belongs! You know how much I love poems that highlight music, excellent write my friend. The art compliments the write nicely. Great to see you posting again. Appreciate you.

Damian

The pic reminds me of you, of course! Especially the long, beautiful hair! And, I can see you writing, if not playing the piano. Your words are music to my eyes.
This is a “not so secret anymore” wonderful love poem. And I am so frickin lucky to have found you. Your limitless awesome traits. You will always be beautiful, forever. And talented!

Hey honey. Thank you!! November can’t come soon enough.
I tried to sleep but I couldn’t so here I am. Hopefully I will tonight
I’ll call you in a bit. Need my coffee time with you!!

I love this comment!!! You make me feel so beautiful:)

i can just imagine you, looking at the picture… your delicate fingers dancing on the piano…n owww woow

Hi Dimpy! I’m so happy to see you here.
Thank you for the comment:). That is me, my son took it and then I embellished everything else.
I have no idea how to play it but in my mind I’m a pro. Haha

I’m glad you enjoyed!

Hello Crims!
I like the old-timey vibe of this. I wish there was more along this type actually. It just seems to set a nice tone when reading. Like those before us perhaps. At any rate, this is a wonderful poem that you’ve presented for us.

Hey crimson!

The last line is a dark but beautiful visual. It gives me a Celtic vibe.
It starts off with wonderful bits of love then changes tone.
I love the word pairing of sweeping crimson. It’s like a red wave of devotion.

Love your stuff chica:)

hello lovely poetess thank you graciously ❤️

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

And there was me lamenting where have all the DU gone? And in the space of a weekend, your good self, Mark and Gary appear and life seems a little bit normal again. I stay away from spiders these days. I can’t tell you how much I wish the best for you and Styx. Welsh Rob

Perfect timing. I was in a friends OLD basement and saw three spiders to the right of the door that opens to the backyard. Creepy things for sure – and kind of big.

And as for women, I’ve met one too many who were there to spin their web. To catch their prey. But through my cleverness and acts of evasion I eluded them. But oh, what I could have had. :))))))

Nice one, Adel.

Are you talking about my evil twin? She escaped? This is so good, and the way you wrapped it up with ” You know you want her to, was perfect.

It’s about time you posted something! I’m tired of everyone asking me where are you!
LOL. So pick up your own slack!
And here you are, finally! I sense the halloween theme that this seems to coincide with. And for the record, you’ve dressed a bit venomous before…I am so wrapped up.
Awesome visuals that you crafted within this clever write. Your artwork is equally impressive, but we must wait til ? For those.
So lovely to see you here my love!

Lol, spiders aren’t really my thing, but I’m glad to see your writes again, anyways 🌼

Hey Joe!!
This is an older one. Thought I’d try and post something. It’s been a while.
Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment amigo:)

Spiders at not my thing either. I appreciate from really far away!! In case that little guy decides to jump.
Then I’ll squash him like a cucaracha!! lol

Later gator!

Beautifully penned, Adel. Incredible imagery my friend and an excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Beautifully penned, Fia. Incredible write my friend, really like this a lot. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

It’s a beautiful thing when minds sync on one purpose. Your closing line couldn’t define it better!

Sweetly sung as whispers. A hint of seductive word play without being graphic. I like the subtlety. Leave the reader to build their own visions as they read. Well crafted Fia.

Thank you, Hj xx

Nicely done, Fia. Your romantic side is showing. 🙂

🙂 I’ll bet you can.

Superb and sensual. Excellent.

Nicely done, Fia, but it seems to need just a bit of punctuation to help with the flow, I wasn’t sure at first how to read it, stopping after each line, then going, “Oh, I see it now.” Nice work.

You can beat an egg and a drum and a carpet .. and a few other things besides .. but you just can’t beat a bit of sync now can ya eh’ .. Very much enjoyed the ride Fia .. Neville 😎👍

Hold on we have to go back to the beginning, we will return on your tightness

Fia, this read like an erotic encounter of a bewitchingly soft yet libidinal ambrosia. There is magic here that takes me into the heart of the poem. I could feel the silken sheets and that last line has to be the most original and brilliant ending “liquid ambrosia”.

John

Mother nature is probably in a foul mood for all men have done to her. Polluting her waters, razing her trees, and a lack of concern for her air are things she’s keeping a list of, I’m sure.

Nice one.

Chère S.,
By now you may remember that I am a great fan of your work.
There are a hundred different ways to actually do something to minimise further damage. And there are a hundred ways to handle it in an artistic way. There have been moments where those tipped the balance.

And every little bit helps. Of that I am sure.
I agree, what’s been done was done. But no-return? We’ll have to wait and see.
Love this write a lot.
Please go on writing these poems, dear neighbour!

Kind regards, Gus
Kind regards, Gus

Beautifully penned, Elke. With such a powerful message my friend. Excellent write! Appreciate you.

Damian

This is a wonderful, poignant poem, Sappho. It’s tragic when you think about it. We humans are the only sentient, conscious life forms on our Mother, with the power to give or take life, both in the small sense and in the larger sense – extinction. Your poem is important because it tells the truth about our impending doom, unless, UNLESS we consciously stop creating the means for our own extinction. It’s ironic, life on the planet will most likely continue and even flourish when humans are gone. After all that meteor wiped out almost all life forms 65 million years ago, but in the absence of dinosaurs and other predators, mammals, our ancestors began to appear and thrive. The problem with the 6th Great Extinction is that there is no guarantee conscious life will emerge again. Extinction: a major event on Earth, a minor event in the Universe.

Thanks for sharing your insightful poem.
-Curt

I’ve always admired your writes. Whether prose or “built” like this one, your talent is obvious.
(And, I read your bio. Even more reason to salute you as a strong person with immense talent).
I picked up on the rhyme scheme in this one easily, because you made it so fluid. Well crafted, Sappho.

Lovely sad/hopeful