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This was hidden? Man, this was screaming to be let out. “No winners because the race was fixed.” Yup.
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The last stanza is a real ass kicker! The rhyme scheme is cool too. It’s obvious that you care about your results. It shows in your craftings. This is thought provoking, but not heavy. Well done Damian.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was an ass kicker, I penned this during a time of self-therapy and reflection. I’ve always cared, always executing is another story. This was a cool discovery, because I had forgotten about it. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I too enjoyed the rhyme scheme. Everyone can relate to this. We’ve all been there.
When you both know it was over a few months back!
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Now aint that the truth so bloomin well poemed .. Say it like it is why don’tcha eh .. Great ink Damian & subsequently awarded Nev’s dubble 👍👍
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This is dark, deep, and brilliant, Damian. I’m glad you dug it out of the vault! The honesty in this poem is cutting, and the final lines–“instead of owning we rented / while love got strangled” –are a phenomenal, memorable finish. A wicked good read.
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“another moment dies”
That’s the thing people lose sight of. Once the moment is gone…it’s gone. What we make of it bears a lot of weight. I’d rather carry honest weight than the baggage of pretense. I’m glad you found this one. It needed to breathe, my friend
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Right on, man. Such an inspiring write! Addiction is very much like a ghost, haunting each moment of our lives. I am so happy you were able to push through and maintain. If you ever had any doubt, this poem is proof, that you absolutely do not need alcohol to conjure beauty and meaning on the page.
The last two lines in the third octet scream truth in my mind. Very, very wise.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Clay. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve found out I never needed alcohol to write, it was the addiction that had planted that seed of doubt in my head. It is a ghost always lurking in the shadows, though I’ve always seen it as a personal demon waiting to pounce. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I love the honesty in this. What a purge of the soul amigo!
This has so much in it. It had its own evolution.
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“My pen became a sword
poetry served as pseudo armor”Amazing how many of us are among this army. Accepting help is so hard. Especially if you’ve rarely been offered a hand. And we’re all kinda programmed to ‘suck it up’…like being human is a weakness. Stripped raw & flushing the wounds here, brutal honesty at its finest, my friend
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Love those lines as well. We are programmed that way, and it makes it difficult to rewire the mind. It’s still a work in progress, but it gets a little easier each passing day. Always enjoy your commentary my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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This poem is raw, honest, and deeply moving. Knowing you wrote it just months into your sobriety makes it even more powerful –your pen becomes both sword and shield, guiding you from darkness to hope. A beautiful testament to resilience and the strength of new beginnings.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It was cold turkey, and past overdue. Although it was my fourth attempt at getting sober, the third time was not a charm. lol. Thank you for your continued support, and wonderful commentary. Appreciate you.
Damian
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“Observation is an art form that must be mastered.” I love the contempt you pour on the system, from the “Marshmallow figures” bowing to a “corporate bastard,” to the reality of censored voices. The final, detached image of “Strumming an old guitar while watching humans play” is the perfect, chilling exit from the chaos. Brilliant and perceptive.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Roma. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I do have a lot of contempt for the system. lol. You picked some of my favorite lines as well. Glad you dig the ending, thanks for your wonderful commentary and continued support my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Art is an art. It takes a good eye and connection to emotions. But some treat it as a product. Like Lionel Richie said ‘there are creative artists and created artists’.
Great ink friend
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Preach it, in rhymes! Well delivered in a poetic voice that stays to the front of our brains. awesome words Damian.
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The games people play are often cruel and thoughtless, and more often they don’t even give their own opinion. Like marionettes, they do and repeat what others tell them. We all should begin to be more authentic and have meaningful and responsible conversations for the sake of all persons involved.
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I think most poets, indeed most writers in general are people watchers at heart .. You just nailed us with this one sir .,. Write on brother .. Neville 😎👍
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Please tell me this one might have a place on the album. This is what’s called a hole in one! Makes me think about how much chaos is visible of what “they’re” doing. It’s like the iceberg. What aren’t we meant to see? That’s the shit that keeps me up nights. Eyes on honesty, as always, my friend
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“Plastic people are always asking for motivation” I like the message on this, as if some folks seek validation from others to feed ego. I’ve always thought the initial motivation should be intrinsic so as to have a solid foundation in our true worth. Maybe social media has watered down much of that.
Amazing work.
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I’m big on the closing lines of a poem. What an impact they make. It’s the impression your reader walks away with, that stays in your head like a song you can’t shake. The lost loves and the unrequited loves are always on my hit list. You nailed this one, Damian…so good!