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Read MoreHonor was not just a word It was inner compass Felt deep within Respect is earned Not demanded like a spoiled brat Given willing Loyalty is fleeting What once was sort out Is now blown away like a puff of smoke
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Read MoreI dove into the ice cold pool Sunk to the bottom A memory immediately surfaced I was supposed to make bubbles Being pulled and breaking surface I looked into fearful eyes “I forgot the bubbles”
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oh wow lovely Fia what a memory…I learned by myself when I around two I was in doughboy and I was holding the rail but the adults in the other end were drunk and making waves so I let go and swam underwater I don’t know how…you’re right the water can be scary… sorry I shared but this write brought back that memory…❤️
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Oh my goodness, it is crazy what we remember. Thank you Crimisin
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Cleverly penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. I still can’t swim to this day, I only seem to sink.. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Haha I am not great at it but I will survive. Thank you Damian;))
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Wow! I was never taught to make bubbles. But I was like a fish underwater and held my breath for long periods of time. Payback is a bitch though and asthma shut that down. Maybe because I never made bubbles…
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You had me cracking up willow. Payback’s a bitch.;)) Thank you
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
Learning to swim
I dove into the ice cold pool
Sunk to the bottom
A memory immediately surfaced
I was supposed to make bubbles
Being pulled and breaking surface
I looked into fearful eyes
“I forgot the bubbles”![Profile Photo]()
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Read Moredecadent voyeur secreting yourself, in dreamshidden between nightmares and poppiessewing yourself into my realityforsaken ghoul, blotting out the lightwith whispers on the windsthe restless spirits watch youthen tell me your liesindiscreet monster, with the proclivity to dineinside you sorrow...
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thank you graciously dearrest Damian ❤️
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Imagination, makes for good books and paper scratching. Many of the great writers used pens with teeth that bit into the soul.
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hello dearerst Adagio my imagination can get me in trouble but I have to express myself the way the muse presents herself I hope no one takes it personal… thank you my friend for accepting this dark write ❤️
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Imagination is what made the ships that sail and the Odyssey.
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Your a talented writer Brenda! Such detail and precision. Great work here!! xoxxo
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thank you graciously dearest Keith ❤️you’re so kind to me my friend…
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Read MoreHi. You’re already too close. They sold me with a smile and batteries included, told parents I was safe. Funny thing about safety—it breaks easily. Just like bones. Just like promises. I remember my first scream. Not theirs. Mine. Death taught me patience. Pain taught me humor. Every time...
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Hello Lizz. This is some really good horror. Nicely executed.
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Thanks I love my horror
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Powerfully penned, Fia. An excellent musing my friend. Nothing wrong with watching old karate movies. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian