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    Discarded Dreams

    Listening to those old songs again They speak of pain and past regret A familiar voice wears a bitter grin Hard living arrives at endless debt   Bending words to avoid all feeling Can’t outrun those distant screams Strange spirts often make a killing Pillaging through discarded...

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    • “A familiar voice wears a bitter grin”
      I can clearly understand your excellently expressed words, dear Damian. Such songs can trigger an endless loop of depressing thoughts. But they hold also the potential to make us aware of the shadows in our soul and help us to heal them.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I too, like that line. You are correct in your assessment, in this instance this one leans towards the latter. Thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This is free flowing thought is deep. It is amazing what the mind will produce at any given time.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It is amazing and can sometimes depend on the effect of the jellybeans. lol. Appreciate you, cuz.

        Damian

    • There’s nothing worse than past regrets. If we could only get it right the first time it would alleviate so much. But life doesn’t allow it. Sad but true. Good one, Damian.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Tim. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It would save a bunch of heartache to get it right the first time but life kinda gets in the way sometimes. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • damn it dearest Damian this is great ❤️

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ll take that as an overwhelming seal of approval, and I thank you for your continued support. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Great rhymes, awesome message. Well done my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I have my moments here and there. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • ” Listening to those old songs again

      They speak of pain and past regret”

      Yeahhh. I get this. The older I get the more I resonate with
      those Truth Tellers of the past

      Thorough work, Damian

      much respect

      Naaj

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Truth tellers of the past often inspire new truth tellers. That’s just my opinion though. Much respect to you sir. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • This hits with the weight of memory that refuses to soften, each line carrying its own ache. I love how the poem lets the past speak plainly—no sugar, just the raw residue of living.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Thank you for your continued support brother, really means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Oh the layers in this one. It’s interesting how old songs can take us back to a moment and it’s fresh again, but we’re able to look at it through the eyes of hindsight. That’s where regret comes into play. Without hindsight, we don’t know there’s anything to regret. I sit with old tunes sometimes just to remind myself where I am, because of where I’ve been. And then I change the music and carry on. It’s all we can do. But those old ones… Feeling this one, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Music definitely can take you back in time and without hindsight I agree there would be no regret. Great job deciphering the layers. It also adds more layers when I helped write and arrange some of those old tunes. Some guy once said: “Music is the soundtrack of our lives.” He might be on to something. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

  • Had a pretty good day. So when this came on, I did get up and dance.

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    • I remember this. Being I’m a musician (50 years+) my first memories – music wise – were of Motown. Marvin Gaye (what’s goin on, inner city blues….) Diana Ross and the supremes (reflections) Stevie wonder (My Cherie amour, Superstition, Higher ground….) The staple singers (Respect yourself) …. I could go on. There was soul to the songs I…Read More

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    Teeth bared
    He’s scared
    His mind’s a mess
    Trying to handle with finesse
    But to no avail-this ship has sailed
    If it was meant to be-he will return to me

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    • A laudable effort, Fia 👍
      I love your imaginative theme and how you’ve creatively made this form your own with your unique touches that catch the reader’s mind’s-eye … enjoyably interesting and entertaining.
      Having said that, I’ll also mention a couple of techy issues:
      1. Syllable counts are out in L3 & 4 (should be 2/2), and L6 (should each be a…Read More

  • (My poem for the picture)

    No meaning

    I sit here thinking
    Life has little meaning
    Once I lived in luxury
    Now I live in memory
    What is the meaning of my life?
    Smoke coming from my pipe has more meaning

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