This is a sweet red zone, and it gives a cozy vibe to it.

Ah, we all have been there, and seek to write an adequate poem to capture the feelings that it causes. Your write does it very well, tenderly and a slight bit hauntingly. Wonderfully written.

A tender meditation on absence, where memory lingers in heartbeat, scent, and light. The poem makes longing almost tangible, delicate yet deeply felt.

RomaJ, your insights are spot on. Thank you.

I felt that last stanza like a sigh. This is beautifully written. Good to see your words on the page again

This is why one must travel. The doorway into inspiration while being surrounded by the culture.
Japan is on my son’s list , mine too!
Thank you for sharing:)

We remember you waking crazy hours to work in the early morning hours, and this isn’t written to sound like we shared the same bed. This is just something we remembered from DUP. We’re still drooling over all of your travels, but to read you is a trip within itself, tight.

Such beautiful imagery–the lanterns feel alive, carrying both memory and impermanence. The poem glows with quiet reverence.

Beautifully penned, S. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Nicely penned Brenda… steeped in feeling

I loved this piece. It can be so valuable to follow the advice of the people who love us.

Where strength is found in times like these, beauty lives. Finding calm in the storm of the world…priceless. Beautiful, Brenda 🧡

Sweet and serene. I dearly wish I has such faith.

Creatively done Adelly. I like the metaphors within this and the addiction related idea. Nice!!!!

Hey there Tim!
Of course I find a typo! Hahaha
It’s always after I post!

Thanks for checking this out buddy.
Just wrote today:)

Beautifully penned, Adel. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Crisp… resounding… well done my dear

This poem brilliantly captures the allure and danger of obsession. The golden imagery makes the craving feel vivid, intense, and almost irresistible, while the tension between desire and self-destruction gives it a haunting edge.

Excellent ink my friend and subsequently awarded the dubble thumbs up and a gold star .. Neville 😎👍👍⭐

Great piece.

It’s cool how you left the golden addiction nameless to the end but alluded to it throughout. I’m a moon girl, myself. The sun hates me. 😂 This was beautifully executed!

A wonderful romp.

Hahaha. I love that!
I’m glad you enjoyed the romp amigo!
Stay cool Adagio!

Hey there. I’m the guy in the back, late, but clapping along with everyone else. LOL
Awesome write, Del. It’s a tinge on the darker hue of mood, but it isn’t depressing. It’s actually like a scowl towards the sun, knowing you have to face it. That’s an underlying strength. Which you have!
Great stuff young lady!

love buddy? OMG it sounds like a reality show ! You ready? I told you that you have natural star qualities. Time to show up!

Cool. I’m your tin man babydoll.
My gal pal! My funk punk!
My grammarly mammories!

Tremendous work. I relate.

Love love this one! there is something special and alluring about it, (the sun was my omen) is a line that sticks in the head! All this poem reminds me when there is so much emotions and feelings, overwhelming and overflowing… and You don’t know what to do with them, You look at the sun and all You feel is You wanting to be it, wanting to expand with no end! Fabulous Bright Poem ✨🌞✨