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    Your Majesty

    it's your majesty   exuding in prominence   a story you tell      wizened thru patience   powerful and purposeful   your time is at hand      the legend of you   stalks the memory of man   etched in his passage      this ode...

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    • This was great… well penned dear poet…

    • Beautifully penned, Naaj. Loved the message of the write my friend. All cat’s are amazing from domestic to the big cats of which you speak. It is a tragedy corporations want to profit off animals by imprisoning them, and sometimes the animals are treated very poorly. That’s Capitalism for you, they don’t treat people any better. Into the book it belongs! Amazing write. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Def inspired by the pic, I wrote this being so moved spiritually.
        It’s an older vibe but still resonates within

        Thx always for the energy, bro

        Naaj

    • As a tree lover myself, I get you Adira. I’m glad you share my sentiments. Thx fur dropping in

      Naaj

    • I am perpetually in awe of nature. The prey they hunt are no joke, either. It takes serious force & power. These animals are mean & resilient. I work in the wilderness, and there’s been a 350-400 lb eastern black bear male stalking lately, I’ve seen him 4 times in the last six weeks, (with mama and cubs sighted significant distance away)….I am desperate to catch a photo but easier said than done lol

      If I saw a tiger I guess it’d be pants-shittin’ time.

      I don’t like zoos & circuses either.

      • Big thx for leaving such a thoughtful comment, Benjamin. Much appreciated

        Naaj

    • The power of their command is felt and yet they are caged to be looked at as if it changes the core of who they are. This is a good piece.

      • I can only imagine what it might be like to be caged and admired simply because I’m thought of as exotic.
        Thx for vibing with this one, Fia.

        Naaj

    • Always appreciate your support and insights, Duende.

      Much respect indeed

      Naaj

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    My Brother, Todd

    When my oldest brother, Todd,came back for my mom's funeral,he had this light about him.His face was a poem.Sure, he was the oldest, and hehad a healthy-looking tan from thehot New Mexico sun, workingoutside with turquoise, silver,and bear claws...

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    Pluralone

    Love has never been a friend of mine.No one failed to make me feel declined. Life without a goal seems right to me.Even though I guess i'm wrong, I don't see the reason why to be. I played my cards the...

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    Swoon

      there was no foreseeable poem on my horizonuntil she strutted byepitomizing poetry in slowed-motionkaleidoscopic...damn i couldn't stop itgot me stuck between the realm of boys to menbrought back a remembered joy to penwaxing rhapsodic...I got it badwatching her move from...

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    • The artistry in this is exquisite. It almost has the feel of a dance floor with lights swirling over a sea of color, spotlighting just 2…emphasis on her. Beautiful, Naaj

    • So glad you dropped in, hun.
      This write was something personal and long overdue.
      Thank you

      Naaj

    • Beautifully penned, Naaj. An incredible tribute, amazing imagery and wordplay my friend. Sorry for your loss, brother. Much respect. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Huge thx for your thoughts on this vibe, bro.
        Yeah…this one hit different for obvious reasons.

        Much respect

        Naaj

    • Big thx, Angel for your wonderful comments. I appreciate you for dropping by

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    good bye for now

    my secrets come to lifeI've been hiding in my scarsmy verses haunt and I can't talkto face my feelings is too muchaching hurt I lost my sonit rests in my thoughtsthen the sadness taints all I touchsorrow a part...

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    • This life is not all there is. There was before. There shall be after. The play called life goes on my friend 🌼

      • hello dearest Joe you’re right of course he is likely reviewing this life and deciding on the next one I just hope to see him again I will miss him thank you for the love 💕

        • Its said, when you see someone in your dreams, they’ve been thinking about you. No matter the life, we are connected.

          • I believe that too dearest Joe and have seen it even with the poets we are close to as we often write on similar wavelengths I think we all carry the pain and joy of the world with us on our bodies and in our souls… it’s best to be kind to be people and be kind to ourselves thank you Joe for being you 💕

    • Hugs*** Brenda, may sorrow not be a part of you forever. I’m sure many care enough not to let your keep your head low forever, that including me as I read every poem you have written and know what a strong spirit you possess. With the angels now, he will be guiding you and your pen whenever you spill your heart over the page about whatever it is. Writing keeps both you and me alive, remember.

      Daniel

      • good afternoon dearest Daniel thank you hugs you back I will continue to write I just took a break I deeply appreciate the love here thank you 💕

    • My heart is full for you Brenda …
      I wish you all peace
      ❤️💕❤️

      • you know he was sick for a long time but he was such a fighter we were all kind of surprised me and him had a chance to get closer and for that I am grateful he was the kind of person who wanted to greet the world there was no keeping him… I deeply appreciate the love here thank you 💕

    • He will remain connected to you by that cord. You won’t see him, but you’ll always feel him. Grief needs its moment & nobody can tell us when it’s time to move on. You simply know. Brenda, this is beautiful ❤️

      • hello beautiful Willow I can hear him and so can my grandaughter he was a father I think always grieve him but I will remember the good of him and am hopeful I will see him when my time comes thank you for being here 💕

    • Beautifully penned, Brenda. I’m sure he’s watching over you my friend, his spirt is always with you. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • hello dearest Damian he is I think he’s asking what am I doing…I need to be kinder to myself… I’m making a positive move though I’m moving back to my home town to be with my kids they are grownups now but still need me we as a family drifted apart in a way I won’t let that happen again thank you for your steadfast support it’s deeply felt 💕

    • Write as much as you need. I know for me writing is the only way to get it out. Best to not let it build up.

      I’m sure he’s watching over you, friend.

      • hello dearest Nick I’m sure he will come out in my writing for a long time I was trying not to write afraid of my feelings but I know I need to write it is a part of me thank you for being here 💕

    • hello beautiful Mary thank you I will I’m having a hard time writing at the moment but I’m sure it will pass waves of sadness overcome me I deeply appreciate you being here 💕

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