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    Poetic Firestorm

    It is a firestorm that rages and whirls within my body, that no hand of sanity can smother.   My innards burn, my blood boils, the flesh upon me bubbles.   Sane, as I may have been before, the virtues that encased this body with innocence has long but...

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    Remembering To Forget

    As I remember, I learn to forget the buoyant memories that linger. When I am foundering, I resurface, only to drown in the world’s stigma.    As masking as the calm, glassy sheet segregating this pond of thought is, this curtain between dreams and the world has...

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    when we thought ourselves lost

    So stain—as marks that remain longer than intent,and hesitation pressed into the grain. Second guess,doubt’s small fracture widening,as though the Voice were drowned,as though we mistook the silencefor absence. But sustain is not the clean note held—it is the rough edge,the...

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    • So, you’re staying that nothing is gone and even though it may feel like you’re losing it, You should stay fast because you are not erased but being led down a path you cannot see? That is what I get.

      • Hey Fia, I think you’ve captured the heart of it beautifully. The poem is holding onto a truth: that even when it feels like silence or loss, we’re not ourselves erased. What seems like absence is often a hidden kind of leading, and the very marks we carry become proof that we were being guided all along. Something like that.

  • Was born with eyes wide open
    To be prepared for the truth
    Not wanting to offend
    What had happened on the roof

    Holding pasts in a box
    We crawl, we stand, then walk
    Rusty keys enter locks
    Speaking words before caught

    Streams of tears without sound
    Lover’s end, rings withdrawn
    heartbeat forever unbound
    Dawn shows you were a p…Read More

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    • Okay, Fia 👌 Thanks for your submission and participation. You’ve made a very good start, with the basic format of a Sonnet down pat … 3 Quatrains and a Rhyming Couplet, and your rhyme-scheme is spot-on. In particular, your topic is interesting, with emotion depth, strong metaphorical imagery, and captivating ambiance that sets the mood. With a b…Read More

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    beautiful day

    Melancholy sits quietly and I with herwith a gentle remider to breathewe watch the cotton candy clouds flow byas we lie watching blue skiesa stark contast to our moodhurt on a colorful dayit seems wrong and out of placethe...

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    • Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend, really dig this one a lot. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • hello dearest Damian good evening thank you graciously I’m happy you liked it ❤️

    • Lovely piece Brenda. The words are marvelously woven to create a delicate, fragile piece of poetry. xo

      • hi dearest Keith good evening thank you my friend I can be gentle when I want to ❤️

    • I wonder if that spider, doing what nature intended, ever said to himself – what a lovely day it is today?
      Nice poem, crimsin.

      • I don’t know dearest Tim I believe if we listen we can hear nature and the earth talk…it is at all possible…everything has a frequency thank you for your thoughts ❤️

    • Such a fine verse. I really needed that. TY & hugs+++

      • hello dearest Jim thank you graciously I know my metaphors are funny I’m happy it worked for you ❤️

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