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Read MorePoint of No-return Like pearls your tears glisten on the leavesA masterpiece of nature's magicSo marvelous and get so tragicBecause it was us who caused your grief We live as if there was no tomorrowGlobal warming and droughts we acceptAs progress'...
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Thank you very much for your kind and meaningful comment, Tim!
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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
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Sadly, it’s too late to make things undone. But I trust that humankind will be smart enough to keep the damage as small as possible and to do their very best to protect this planet which provides optimal and in this universe unique conditions for living.
Thank you very much, dear Gus, for writing such a well thought of comment and for your appreciation!
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Beautifully penned, Elke. With such a powerful message my friend. Excellent write! Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you so much for your kind comment and your constant support, dear Damien! It means a world to me!
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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.
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Thank you so much for your detailed and meaningful comment, Curt! You are absolutely right, it’s a shame that humans use their intelligence rather to destroy than to care and protect. Many of us haven’t really realised that nothing compares to planet Earth and its optimal preconditions for life.
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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.-
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Your kind words make me blush, dear Styx! I’m deeply grateful for your support!
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Lovely sad/hopeful
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Read MoreHair smells like cinnamon,skin is as soft as butter.arching my back, adding curvesIntoxicating mixtures.Forest honey is on the lips,And flour, like tenderness,All plays in the hands,Turns into dough.I bake something special,out of my love and feelings.I sprinkle beauty...that I kept for you.The aroma...
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Chère K.,
Hope this finds you well.In a burst of connection with the internet, I reread your 4 recent poems with a lot of pleasure.
And (surprise, surprise) here’s another gem.I love it a lot and the artwork as well. Veggie proof! There’s a lot possible without suffering from animals.
People are animals too?
Hmmmm…..Warmest greetings, as always, Gus
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Chère Gus,
Your words make me smile – you know how to slip inside a poem and stroke it from the inside. I love that you felt the artwork too, a proof that desire can be lush, indulgent… without harm. (or can it?)
And yes… people are animals too. The difference is, we pretend we’re tame – until someone bares their teeth, or leaves scratches down your back. haha (but if I bite you know I am excited and you are doing something so right) Perhaps that’s the secret pulse you caught in the poem: pleasure, hunger, and the little cruelty of always wanting more. 😉
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Feels like old times seeing you again Kx
Boy, have I missed your writing and you. Feels like eons…
Well you didn’t disappoint, my hunger is rising and your picture, well you always know how to stir the pot, maybe you’ll let me lick it clean !
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RL AWARD if they had RL’s
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Mmm… so it really has been far too long, hasn’t it? I’ve missed the way you let that hunger spill right through your words. Stirring the pot is half the fun… I love stirring the pot if it means I am going to get spanked hard and … * nevermind, innocent look * and teasing you with a little taste, letting you wonder just how messy I’ll let that pot get before you lick it clean. 😈🔥 Thanks for the BIG LIKE, and that RL award? I’ll take it… naked.
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That is cooking. Oven is hot over here.
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Careful… it’s always hot over here, and I might sneak in and let you push me back against the oven door. Feel me shiver as the heat seeps into my skin, while your lips trace fire over me. I’d melt for you, drip for you, beg for you… and then I’d make you burn just as wildly, until we’re both too undone to tell where the heat ends and we begin. Okay I get carried away easily… I swear my mind is permanently in the gutter…
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It’s always a pleasure and experience to read you.
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I knew you are the sentimental type Adagio even if you hide it… but still you surprised me. And I have to admit, hearing that feels nice. I like knowing my words aren’t just read, but felt – that they leave you with an experience. Careful though… if you keep saying things like that, I might start expecting more sweet confessions from you.
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Passionately penned, Kristina. This was piping hot straight from the oven. A sweet and gooey concoction indeed. Deliciously written my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Mmm… piping hot, gooey, and tempting – you make me blush the way you describe tasting my words, Damian. Maybe I should keep baking them up just to see how hungry I can make you. Your appetite is always appreciated. 🔥😉 sweet and gooey is only the surface. Beneath the sugar there’s intense heat, bite, and something far more decadent. I love that you tasted the fire in this one.
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Loved the sexiness of this piece.
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Thank you… guess I just can’t help but let some sexiness slip into everything I write. Maybe it’s my guilty pleasure… or maybe I just like keeping you stirred up. I love that you stopped by to see me, that’s very sweet. 😉🔥
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How did I miss this Krispie slice of sensual fruit pie? You remain an orchard of midnight promise. Glad you are still quill’ing an’ all.
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Mmm, you always had a way with words – orchard of midnight promise might be my new favorite sin. I’ve been keeping the quill warm and other things hot, just waiting for someone to come steal a taste again. Careful though… this fruit still bites back. 🍒🖤
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A delicious write! As always.
I would love some honey in milk
Or milk in the honey. “)-
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Careful M.E—too much honey and I might forget where the poem ends and you begin 🙂
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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.