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Read MoreI looked for you down colorful aisles humming a song through five hundred miles I looked for you under two feet of snow hands frozen and blue why did you go I looked for you at January’s end will they blow out your...
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Thank you, Usha, for the read and comment. I also appreciate you sharing your culture with me, I am honored.
Clay
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This is beautiful and it did make me cry. This is a beautiful tribute.
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Thank you, Fia. I have been struggling to put things into words lately and am relieved it made sense. Thank you, again.
Clay
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Beautifully penned, Detritus. A heartfelt tribute my friend. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you, Damian. I likewise appreciate you and your consistent support.
Clay
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
Hiya, I’m away running a forum on marketing for the English writer’s circle where I’m Treasurer, w-y-b?! So, have a lovely weekend and beware, if there’s… A Man, in The Room
There was a Man, in The Room,
I could have sworn It,
A Man, in the Room,
I might have borne It,
Or was It just a Boy,
Some worn, discarded Toy,
A shattered,…Read More![]()
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Blue Girl *
As sole survivor in this zone, I walk up to the tanks alone,
To estimate the bodies lost, extrapolate the human cost,
Of nuclear warfare on the few, who live here in the fluid blue.
The sludge inside the first urn stinks, of rotting flesh, violets and pinks,
I wonder if, suspended here, this poor boy used to dream or…Read More![]()
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definitely more… crap… this touched me more than you think
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Ooo, did it now. Nice;)
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I love it when you skip the conventional, and just flow like spilt honey all over the page, Fia – encore! x
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Thank you Hjx
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Great use of words and rhymes. Awesome job here.
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Thank you ..I appreciate that Vision;))
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A sensual poem, written with the precision of a master key. Or should I say: Mistress key!
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Haha, thank you M.E;))
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Passionately penned, Fia. A very seductive write my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
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Thank you Damian 😊
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Oh damn! That’s some fierce wordplay there! You built that to perfection!
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Thank you Willow 😊
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Amazingly written.. I’m looking for more.. ☺️
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Haha thank you Christopher 😊
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Fia Naturie posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Key
When did you get the key to my door
It’s been locked for so long
I remember when I put the bolt and nail it to the floor
Fear and hurt infused the metal like a song
You inserted a key
Turned it to the right
I stood before you
I the softest moonlight
You really looked at me
Realizing what I was w…Read More
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What a subtle erotic poem Fia. The key turns, oh the possibilities!! -Curt
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Thank you. I wanted to play on using object as terms for intimacy
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Hi,
A heartfelt thoughts that really touched me. I can see how deeply you are connected her. Parents are Gods, in Hindu mythology we pray and bow to three beings who shaped our life and made us,
Mathru devobhava
Pithru devobhava
Acharya devobhava
Mother father and teacher are equal to God and we seek their blessings and they have invested whole their life in making us.
Thank you for your beautiful lines about your mom.
Jessy Jacob ❤️