Powerfully penned, DK. This one pulls at the heartstrings my friend. Phenomenal write, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

You amaze me every time you put pen to paper…

You’re an impressive writer. Thank you for sharing.

Bad Uncle is impressed ….

BIG LIKE

Beautifully worded. Magically intriguing. You present this topic with patience & understanding. A gentle, moving piece. Nice work DK.

Very nice and, very likely, my favorite form.

Your imagery cushions the blow of loss with love. 🌼

Me too. Thanks for reading, Mary!

It’s a formal poetry style called a Quatern. Eight syllables per line, four stanzas.
Thanks for checking this out, SeaCat!

Beautiful and peaceful. I often wonder as everyone does, what is next. I think it’s not for us to know so we get to choose to believe whatever. I choose to believe I’ll be reunited with everyone I lost and miss. And if I’m wrong well not like I’ll know.

Great ink

If nothing else, DK🍷

I’m helplessly obliged to bow, Dear Poetess, in sheer respect and awe at how accomplished your poetic acumen has been developed … and, this brilliantly rendered French Quatern rendering proves how genuinely undeniable it truly is.
Your amazingly diverse skills are brought vibrantly to light via the many varied themes you bring to the page in widely abundant mastery of poetic forms, command of diction, flowing syntax, metaphoric imagery, emotive instinct, spot-on enjambments and rhymes, and so much more … all brought forth through the rich poetic voice of that of a poetesses’ poetess.

“You know me not, though knew me well.
I cannot reach you through the white
of Heaven’s clouds … as they ingest
your long-awaited evening rest.”

How more perfectly validated could loss of memory be expressed(?) … I really do not know.
And, your Artwork choice? Exemplary!

Well, lest I wear thinner my exuberant welcome, let me close with a simple humble, “Sigh!”
Most reverently, Dear Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🙏

Suffering? What suffering?
Seems my “mind” you’ve already distracted … and, if I happen to suffocate, what a way to go … LOL!

Hey ITR! Damn, I’m glad you’re back. When I was reading your stuff, I noted you hadn’t signed on in a month. At least, that’s what it looked like. I’m glad you didn’t miss your gold medal. I love your prose.

So, thanks for the review and critique. I need to go back and adjust the spacing properly. I’m not sure what happened there. This kind of poem should have stanzas (quatrains). Anyway, I’m so glad you like it. I love the Blue Ridge Mtns btw. How lovely it must be to live there. I’m from N.C. and visited The Biltmore many times – not so far away.

Now I can see why its a winner!
I feel sad for not reading this one before. A heart touching write. Well done!
And congrats! “)

Wow, the meter in this is gorgeous. Evokes the great classic poets. Impressive.

Tremendous work. Powerful writing.

Superb

Love your spacing… very effective emphasis. Second person narrative is such a powerful literary POV, and you’ve taken full advantage. The conversational tone reflects the overwhelming effort to maintain control. The piece is as much about self as it is situational management, and I think the limited information provided makes it all the more relatable.

Thank you, Wil;))l

Powerfully penned, Fia. There is venom in those words my friend. Incredible write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Heavy! Like this a lot.

This is incredibly raw and honest. The way you describe the tears as rage, not sorrow, feels so real. Thank you for sharing this.

Love this… great job Damion…

This post, at first blush, leaves me with what to disagree with. After a second read, and seeing the layers underneath, it is powerful and insists that one consider it on the deeper level. Many thanks and blessings. <3 Echo

Fist in the air, I’m over here going “Yeah! And…yeah!” All the way through this one. I remember this one & I’m glad she followed you over. Some truths should never fade into darkness. Favorite line:

Only way to quit the lie is to go cold turkey

That is gold, my friend

Raw and gritty. Love it.

Totally agree…
We got a shitstorm of rhetoric and meaningless ambiguity to wade through. I remember the term “Double Speak” from Orwell’s 1984. So legitimate. The dude had the future pegged.

What we need round here is another Nostradamus and some hymnals.

Great write

Love your raw writing man ❤️‍🔥

Phenomenal piece Damian. Nice work.

I don’t want to be wiping away your smile, girl.
Thanks for checking this out

Different face, different smile from Adira but same effect.
There’s a few ladies on this site that I’d crawl naked over cut glass just to spend some time with….your one of them.

Dark and engaging . Nice spill

Powerfully penned, DK. This is an incredible write with stellar imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Outstanding. The wording, the image and the sincerity in detail makes this a marvelous piece of writing.

You are too sweet, girl!

Deeply felt. Tragic yet majestic at the same time

Much respect

Naaj

I lost a little brother….🙏

So, this one hits especially close to home, Meg.
Beautifully rendered Free Verse, with all the poetic attributes that make this form so expressively powerful to read and vividly sink one’s mind, heart, emotions, and soul into.

No one speaks with a poetic voice like yours!
Thank you ever-so warmly for YOU! ⁓ Richard🖌

You’re a wonderful person, Meg. And an outstanding writer. I love your stories and poetry. Expert at writing erotica and by your picture you’re gorgeous. I don’t judge nor would I here. Sorry, I saw this post had no comments and you spilled alot out. Keep doing what you’re doing, Meg.

Danny boy

You write your feelings at that moment so well that I can feel as if I am in your place.

A 10 minute story that held my interest. Not many can do that. You DK always create some marvelous story with explosive detail and imagery. Noting short of being a classic write. Your a talent and know how to stir a man or a woman’s imagination. xxx.

Excellent work. You bring it to life. Tremendous work. Stay hard at it. I appreciate you.

Meg, you take me along with you into the scene as I read. It is as if I were there seeing it all, hiding in a corner. Truly exquisite prose artist you are. Your narrative grips me as I read. I can feel it all through your crystal clear writing. You are truly talented. I am a really enjoying these. The ending here has me on the edge of my seat. I can’t wait t read more of this story.

John