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Read Moreinside I crash into your energysmashing, cunted brillianceshining danger I can't resistinfidelity of the soulmy honesty is invaded by your darknessit seeps into my sorrowyour marred imageit makes me flinch what you call goodmiserable truth I hate the feelingof...
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thank you graciously dearest Damian forgive my late response I find myself slipping of as of late ❤️
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Read MoreShe left without a goodbye.As though our nest was no longercomfortable enough for her. As though from a high perchshe saw something, or someone,better than meand flew off. But life is funnyand often horrific. They found her among the reeds.Some human animal...
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Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you. 🙂
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hello dearest Tim this is very dark great write ❤️
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Thank you, crimsin.
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Wow! The whole write is moving but the line about having her wings plucked and her breath made off with, great metaphors for death. You have a great talent mister!
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Thank you, my beautiful friend. 🙂
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Read MoreRoll you hair above your neck let me fortress centuries of love bites upon your skin, where no warrior would ever dare cross our moat The ghost of Caligula haunts my city walls, my heart remains legion; my mind is a bruise which only bleeds kindness, forever chasing...
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I like how the poem casts Caligula -a figure known for cruelty -into a haunting, reflective presence. I feel intrigued and a little unsettled: his brutal history seeps through with a mild, almost playful sadism, yet the poem channels that darkness into a tender, romantic meditation on desire, resilience, and the quiet power of love. Beautiful.
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An artistic and intriguing comment. I lived in the English city of Chester for some time and it’s steeped in Roman history,. Think it may have had some bearing on this scribble. Thank you.
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Passionately penned, Ghosteen. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thank you D
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Effective personal storytelling through historical abstractions. Your words are both sharp and tender. Always glad to see you posting here.
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Many thanks B
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Read MoreI wandered through a forest,sunlight pouring through the canopy like molten gold,shadows drifting over moss-carpeted ground.Ferns unfurled like emerald flames,flowers opened in silent bursts of color,a single pulse in time with the windA stream whispered over smooth stones,its silver...
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Reading this, I thought of the pulse of an olive whispering to the pimento.
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Wow, I absolutely love that thought! The pulse of an olive whispering to the pimento is such a quiet, perfect echo of the magic in the poem. Thank you!
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Write it then.
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Hi Adagio. I like the thought of an olive whispering to a pimento, but I think for now, I’m going to let Forest Pulse stand on its own. It was born from a vivid, complete dream vision, and I feel like the poem already captures all the magic that spoke to me in that moment. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comment
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Your words are so enticing and enchanting. This splays me into a midnight forest walk and feeling the breath of moonlight as tattoo. Exquisite.
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I absolutely love the image of “feeling the breath of moonlight as a tattoo.” That’s such a striking, exquisite way to describe that feeling of deep connection. Thank you, Rob. I appreciate your thoughts.
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Beautifully done, Romaj. Each line sings and comes to life through the images you describe.
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Tim, Thank you! I’m really delighted to hear that the imagery resonated with you and made the forest feel alive.
I especially appreciate you pointing out the line about the ferns. The emerald was so stunning and vivid in the dream, and it’s a huge relief to know I managed to capture that vision with words.
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Beautifully penned, Roma. Excellent write my friend, with such colorful imagery. You know how to paint a picture with your words. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks for reading, Damian! I’m so glad the colorful imagery resonated with you. That feeling of the forest coming alive was exactly what I hoped to capture. Appreciate you taking the time to read and comment
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I love reading poems like this. Full of vivid color and storytelling. I’m a huge fan of anime. The good stuff.
I love how it plays with your mind and brings dream alive. Truly enjoyed the read:)-
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Hi Adelphina. Thank you so much! I really appreciate you saying that. Since the poem actually came from a dream, I was trying to capture that feeling of a vivid, hyper-real vision. I can absolutely see the connection to anime. It has that ability to make color and dreams feel so alive! I’m glad you enjoyed the read.
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Such marvelous detail in your wording & delivery. Nicely said.
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I’m so glad you enjoyed the wording…that means a lot. Thanks for reading and sharing your feedback!
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Paula Jobi wrote a new post
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Read MoreTHE WALK HOME There's a cool breeze...chilling me to the bone...it's gonna rain tonight...I'm walking home cause -I've only pennies in my pocket.I just want my lumpy bed.Severe weather just ahead. I know the way all too well.I've walked these streets......for...
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Beautifully penned, Brenda. Love the depth and layers in this write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian